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Entered,  according:  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  yeta-  1847 

BY    MARK   H.  NEWMAN    &   CO.. 

In  Ike  "lerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the 
Southern  Distinct  of  New  York. 


ACTION  OF  THE  GENERAL  ASSEMBLY. 


At  the  meeting  of  the  General  Assembly  of  the  Pres- 
byterian Church  in  the  United  States  of  America,  May, 
1840,  the  subject  of  Church  Psalmody  was  referred  to 
a  Committee,  which  Committee,  in  the  year  1842, 
unanimously  agreed  to  approve  and  recommend  the 
Church  Psalmist,  as  being,  in  their  judgment,  the  best 
adapted  to  the  worship  of  God  in  our  age  and  country. 
As  such,  it  was  commended  to  the  Christian  public, 
and  especially  to  all  the  churches  under  the  care  of 
the  Assembly.  This  Report  was  approved  by  the 
General  Assembly  of  1843,  and  the  Church  Psalmist 
recommended  to  the  churches. 

At  a  meeting  of  the  General  Assembly  held  in  New 
York,  May,  1S56,  it  was  resolved:  ;;In  order  to  preserve 
uniformity  in  Church  Psalmody,  that  the  Publication 
Committee  be  authorized  to  negotiate  with  the  com- 
pilers and  publishers  of  the  Church  Psalmist,  and  to 
purchase  that  book,  if  this  can  be  done  on  reasonable 
terms/' 

At  the  meeting  of  Assembly  in  Cleveland,  1857, 
the  Assembly,  recognising,  with  gratitude  to  God,  the 
securing  to  the  possession  of  the  Assembly  a  Book  of 
Psalmody  which  they  can  call  their  own,  unanimously 
recommended  to  the  pastors  and  churches  that  they 
Use  all  reasonable  diligence  in  promoting  uniformity 
by  tLo  introduction  of  this  book. 


CONTENTS. 


PAGES 

Preface 5 — 12 

The  Psalms 13—254 

The  Scriptures 257 — 261 

God 261—289 

Christ 289—362 

Holy  Spirit 362—373 

Trinity 373—379 

Alarming.. , 379—388 

Conviction 388—391 

Inviting 391 — 404 

Penitential 404 — 412 

Conversion 413—424 

Christian 425 — 478 

Prayer 478—487 

Revival 487—493 

Ordinances 493—508 

Sabbath 509—519 

Sanctuary 519 — 524 

Ministry 524—528 

Christian  Missions 528 — 537 

Spread  of  the  Gospel 537 — 554 

Morning 554 — 558 

Evening 558 — 564 

Morning  or  Evening 564 — 566 

The  Year 566—575 

Death 575 — 594 

Judgment 594—602 

Heaven 602—622 

Supplementary  Hymns 623 — 685 

Dismissions 686 — 687 

Doxologies 687 — 691 

First  Lines  of  Psalms  and  Hymns 693 — 725 


PREFACE. 


The  object  of  this  volume  is  to  furnish  the  Churches  with 
a  complete  Collection  of  Sacred  Songs  for  public  wor- 
ship; and  in  presenting  such  a  work,  when  so  many,  aiming 
at  the  same  end,  are  already  in  circulation,  we  seem  to  be 
called  upon  to  state  some  reasons  which  have  influenced  as 
in  this  undertaking,  and  which  may  have  some  weight  with 
others.  The  least  offensive  mode  in  which  this  can  be  done, 
will  be  to  give  a  brief  exposition  of  the  principles  which 
have  been  kept  in  view  in  its  execution.  An  outline  is  all 
that  will  be  given — for  more  than  this,  however  much  it 
may  be  demanded,  or  however  rich  in  thought  or  replete 
with  practical  wisdom,  would  be  hardly  ever  read.  A 
Preface  is  generally  deemed  a  very  dull  and  unattractive 
part  of  a  Book,  so  much  so,  that  if  an  author  had  some  pro- 
found secrets  which  he  wished  to  record,  and  yet  preserve 
in  deep  obscurity,  he  might  be  advised,  as  it  regards  most 
readers,  to  commit  them  to  the  safe-keeping  of  these  ne- 
glected pages.  And  yet  some  persons  read  a  Preface,  and 
for  the  benefit  of  such  this  one  is  written. 

The  subjects  of  Lyric  Poetry  and  Psalmody  are  inti- 
mately and  inseparably  connected,  and  it  is  in  vain  to  ex- 
pect one  to  exist  in  a  nigh  state  of  perfection  without  the 
other ;  or  for  either  to  attain  distinguished  excellence 
without  cultivation.  It  must  be  acknowledged,  that  min- 
isters and  churches  have  not  studied  this  subject  with  that 
attention  which  it  claims,  nor  even  in  relative  proportion 
when  compared  with  other  grave  matters  pertaining  to 
the  worship  of  God.  Singimr  often  falls  far  below  every 
other  part  of  the  services  of  the  sanctuary,  from  the  want 
of  both  sympathy  and  knowledge,  on  the  part  of  the 
Church.  Little  is  known  on  the  subject,  and  little  is  felt 
in  relation  to  it.  But  this  is  a  state  as  unwise  as  it  is 
criminal.  It  is  a  matter  of  vast  and  vital  importance  that 
all  who  desire  that  the  public  institutions  of  religion  may 
make  the  best  impression  and  secure  their  highest  results, 
and  especially  that  ministers  of  the  gospel  should  under- 
stand what  Sacred  Songs  are  adapted  to  social  worship, 
and  what  tunes  will  impart  to  them  the  greatest  power 
and  efficiency.  Both  of  these  subjects  should  form  a  part 
of  christian  instruction,  and  especially  of  theological  train- 
ing.    A  brief  course  of  Lectures  on  Lyric  Poetry,  is  hardly 

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VI  PREFACE. 

less  necessary  than  a  course  on  Sermonizing  and  Pastoral 
Theology ;  and  a  preacher  of  the  gospel  should  read  and 
study  the  best  Psalms  and  Hymns,  as  an  every-day-busi- 
ness,  as  he  does  his  Bible,  till  he  is  acquainted  with  their 
sentiments,  familiar  with  their  structure  and  imagery,  and 
deeply  imbued  with  their  spirit.  The  advantages  of  such 
a  course  are  obvious  and  numberless  ; — some  of  them  so 
plain  that  they  need  not  be  specified,  and  when  taken  col- 
lectively, and  in  all  their  intellectual  and  moral  relations, 
too  many  to  be  embraced  in  this  rapid  sketch.  It  is  not 
saying  too  mucTi  to  affirm,  that  such  a  discipline  would  en- 
large a  minister's  knowledge,  improve  his  taste,  increase 
his  piety,  refine  his  imagination,  invigorate  his  eloquence, 
and  give  him  readiness,  appropriateness  and  power,  in  the 
public  exercises  of  his  profession.  His  volume  of  sacred 
poetry  should  be  a  Text-Book  by  the  side  of  the  Bible,  and 
he  should  be  equally  familiar  with  both.  If  this  were  the 
case,  the  sermon  and  singing  would  more  generally  har- 
monize in  their  object  and  impressions,  than  they  now  do; 
the  minister  would  have  to  expend  less  time  in  consulting 
numerous  indexes  in  order  to  know  what  to  select ;  and 
in  the  very  act  of  reading  the  Psalm  or  Hymn,  he  would 
make  an  impression  which  would  instruct  the  hearers,  and 
give  the  key-note  of  sentiment  and  exp»*  ^.sion  to  the  choir. 
How  deficient  the  ministry  may  be  m  these  respects,  is 
matter  of  opinion  of  which  every  person  will  judge  for 
himself. 

The  character  of  Psalmody  must  always  be  affected  by 
a  great  variety  of  circumstances  which  need  not  be  advert- 
ed to  in  this  place;  but  nothing  has  a  greater  influence 
to  elevate  or  depress,  to  advance  or  retard  its  progress, 
than  the  Lyric  Poetry  which  is  employed  in  the  service  of 
God.  The  following  defects  may  easily  be  detected  in 
many  of  the  Psalms  and  Hymns  now  in  use.  Some  are 
composed  on  subjects  unsuited  to  song — others  are  desti- 
tute of  a  lyrical  spirit — another  class  lack  simplicity  of 
design  and  execution — and  not  a  few  are  of  an  unreason- 
able length  for  a  single  exercise  of  singing.  To  remedy 
these  and  other  defects,  and  to  secure,  if  possible,  certain 
excellencies  which  are  attained  as  yet  only  in  part,  aro 
among  the  objects  of  this  publication. 

That  Lyric  Poetry  has  a  character  of  its  own — that  it 
moves  in  a  sphere  peculiar  to  itself — and  that  its  subjects 
are  limited,  there  is  no  room  for  doubt.  On  these  points 
all  critics  agree.  This  poetry  is  made  to  be  sung ;  and, 
Trhen  combined  with  appropriate  music,  we  have  a  v  ai- 
de, at  once  natural  and  refined,  for  the  expression  of 
strong  emotion.     A  Psalm  or  Hvmn  should  be  devotional, 


PREFACE.  Vll 

rather  than  didactic,  because  the  warm  inspirations  of  the 
heart,  and  not  the  cool  deductions  of  the  intellect,  are  its 
province.  Ascriptions  of  thanksgiving  and  praise  to  God, 
the  breathings  of  filial  desire  and  confidence,  the  cheering 
influence  of  hope,  the  tremblings  of  self-distrust  and  re- 
ligions fear,  "peace  and  joy  in  the  Holy  Ghost,"  and  all 
the  strong  feelings  which  are  called  forth  in  a  world  of 
conflict  and  expectation,  belong  to  this  department  of 
poetry.  Anv  thine:  and  every  thing  which  pertains  to 
devotion  ana  christian  experience,  may  furnish  a  subject 
for  spiritual  song. 

And  yet,  notwithstanding  these  well-defined  limits, 
which  nature  itself  has  fixed  to  Lyric  Poetry,  there  are 
hundreds  of  Hymns,  in  our  language,  which  can  never  be 
Bung  to  any  srood  effect,  because  their  subject-matter  is 
foreign  to  this  kind  of  writing.  They  can,  from  their  very 
nature,  neither  inspire  religious  emotion,  nor  become  the 
channels  of  this  emotion  already  inspired.  They  con- 
tribute to  extinguish  rather  than  to  kindle  up,  the  holy 
flame.  They  are  good  sermons,  but  poor  songs.  This 
fault  in  the  choice  of  subjects,  is  much  more  rarely  to  be 
met  with  in  secular  than  spiritual  odes  ;  and  the  same  may 
be  said  in  relation  to  the  music  by  which  they  are  accom- 
panied. The  reasons  of  this  may  not,  perhaps,  be  easily 
detected.  It  cannot  be  for  a  moment  admitted,  that  re- 
vealed religion  is  unfruitful  in  themes.  If  nature  may  be 
sung,  why  not  nature's  God  ?  If  creation  can  inspire  the 
lyric  bard,  why  not  redemption,  with  its  brighter  glories, 
and  its  more  enduring  interests?  If  earth  has  its  rap- 
tures, why  should  heaven  be  poor,  and  powerless,  and 
without  a  soul'?  If  great  and  good  men  who  have  lived 
and  acted  and  died,  have,  by  their  virtues  or  heroism, 
called  forth  the  finest  and  sweetest  tones  of  the  Lyre,  why 
should  the  praises  of  the  only  Great  and  Good,  who  lives 
in  his  own  immortality,  and  whose  wondrous  acts  are  re- 
corded for  the  admiration  of  all  worlds,  sleep  in  silence 
and  be  forgotten?  It  maybe  worthy  of  remark  in  this 
place,  that  few  poets  of  the  first  order  have  ever  tried 
their  pinions  in  this  upper  sky ;  but  when  they  have,  and 
selected  an  appropriate  theme,  they  have  showed  that  the 
waters  of  Zion  can  impart  a  purer  inspiration  than  the 
fabled  Castalian  spring. 

If  the  province  of  Lyric  Poetry  is  to  inspire  and  express 
emotion,  then  no  Psalm  or  Hymn  can  answer  the  true 
purpose  of  christian  worship  unless  it  breathes  the  appro- 
priate spirit.  Its  execution,  as  well  as  its  subject,  must 
be  lyric.  It  may  be  rhyme,  and  not  poetry.  It  may  be 
poetry,  and  yet  not  be  adapted  to  singing.     Heroics  can 


vin  REFACE. 

never,  with  any  advantage,  be  set  to  music.  A  Hymn, 
•whether  it  respects  God,  our  fellow-beings,  or  ourselves, 

should  be  the  effusion  of  the  heart,  and  that  heart  under 
proper  influences — melted  and  dissolved  ly  just  such  emo- 
tions as  suit  the  condition  described,  or  the  occasion  for 
which  the  song  is  intended.  The  language  should  be  sim- 
ple; the  images  striking,  but  not  gaudy;  the  figures  un- 
incumbered; the  sentences  uninvolved  and  short;  the 
structure  free  from  all  ambiguity  ;  the  whole  style  and 
manner  chaste,  and  not  loaded  with  ornament  or  epithet; 
and  the  stanzas,  and  even  lines,  express,  as  far  as  practica- 
ble, a  complete  idea.  In  one  word,  it  must  be  poetry,  and 
lyric  poetry,  or  it  will  chill  the  native  inspirations  of 
song,  and  defeat  the  great  end  of  this  part  of  worship. 

A  Hymn  should  possess  unity  of  design,  and  simplicity 
in  execution.  "One  great  object  should  be  aimed  at,  and 
every  thought  and  expression  should  be  rendered  subser- 
vient to  this.  The  piece  should  be  one,  tending  to  a  sin- 
gle end,  and  terminating  in  one  grand  impression.  One 
of  the  first  poets  of  the  present  age,  and  one  who  has 
written  many  excellent  Hymns  too,  has  described  this 
property  so  well,  that  we  cannot  forbear  transcribing  his 
language,  as  more  appropriate  than  any  tiling  that  we  can 
say.  "The  reader,"  he  says,  "should  know  when  the 
strain  is  complete,  and  be  satisfied,  as  at  the  close  of  an 
air  in  music;  while  defects  and  superfluities  should  be  felt 
by  him  as  annoyances,  in  whatever  part  they  might  occur. 
The  practice  of  many  good  men,  in  framing  Hymns,  ha? 
been  quite  the  contrary.  They  have  beirun  apparently 
with  the  only  idea  in  their  mind  at  the  time;  another, 
with  little  relationship  to  the  former,  has  been  forced 
upon  them  by  a  refractory  rhyme ;  a  third  became  ne 
cessary  to  eke  out  a  verse,  a  fourth  to  begin  one;  and  sc 
on,  till  having  compiled  a  sufficient  number  of  stanzas  of 
so  many  lines,  and  lines  of  so  many  syllables,  the  opera 
tion  has  been  suspended." 

As  every  Sacred  Song  should  have  a  subject  of  its  own 
and  form  a  regular  production,  having  a  beannnine,  a 
middle  and  an  end,  so  it  should  be  adapted,  in  its  length, 
to  the  purpose  of  singing.  Important  as  this  thought  is, 
it  has  been  greatly  overlooked  by  the  writers  of  Hymns, 
and  the  compilers  of  Books  for  the  use  of  the  sanctuary 
The  very  best  authors  are  not  free  from  this  fault.  In 
one  volume  now  before  us  of  no  mean  pretensions,  hymnt 
may  be  found  of  eight,  ten  and  twelve  stanzas ;  and  on« 
occurs  of  eight  stanzas  of  eight  lines  each,  Long  Metre — 
making  sixty -four  lines  ;  and  this  Hymn,  the  author  tells 
us  in  the   preface,   "is  considerably   abridged   from  the 


PREFACE.  IX 

original."  Various  expedients  have  been  resorted  to  both 
by  authors  and  compilers,  in  order  to  remedy  this  evil. 
Here  and  there  a  stanza  is  included  in  brackets,  and 
pauses  are  introduced  into  the  middle,  or  other  parts  of 
the  production — thus  marring  the  beauty  of  the  page,  and 
often  destroying  the  connection,  and  always  impairing 
the  unity  of  the  piece.  The  better  way,  no  doubt,  is  to 
reduce  every  Psalm  or  Hymn,  designed  for  public  worship, 
to  a  convenient  length  for  this  purpose,  by  rejecting  those 
stanzas  which  are  redundant,  which  are  deficient  in  lyric 
spirit,  and  which  destroy  the  unity  of  design.  There  are 
few  long  Hymns,  in  our  language,  which  will  not  be  suf- 
ficiently shortened  by  the  application  of  the  above  rule. 
Some  of  a  popular  character,  and,  as  it  regards  portions 
cf  them,  of  standard  merit,  may  be  reduced  to  two  or  three 
stanzas ;  but  this  is  not  objectionable,  as  we  often  need 
short  Hymns  of  a  striking  character,  for  evening-meetings, 
and  at  the  close  of  sermons.  And  it  should  not  be  for- 
gotten, that  much  more  is  lost  than  trained,  by  singing 
what  is  neither  poetical  nor  appropriate.  Indeed  it  is  far 
better  to  dispense  with  some  good  stanzas,  and  thus  bring 
the  piece  at  once  to  a  suitable  length  for  singing,  than  to 
continue  these  in  books  intended  for  public  use,  when  no 
choir  can  perform  them  with  ease  and  effect.  The  prac- 
tice so  extensively  in  use  of  omitting  certain  stanzas,  as  it 
must  be  done  for  the  most  part  on  the  spur  of  the  occasion, 
confuses  the  choir,  while  it  often  breaks  the  connection 
of  thought  and  the  unity  of  the  subject.  The  author,  or 
editor,  is  much  more  competent  to  do  this  than  the  leader 
of  public  worship. 

From  four  to  six  stanzas  of  the  grave  and  ordinary 
metres,  may  be  considered  a  suitable  length  for  a  rong  of 
social  praise.  In  metres  of  a  brisker  movement,  the  ad- 
dition of  one  or  two  stanzas  more,  may  not  be  improper. 
The  same  indulgence  may  be  conceded  to  some  Hymns  of 
a  peculiar  character,  and  to  those  which  are  to  be  used 
only  on  special  occasions.  But  it  :-  a  great  practical 
principle  which  every  minister,  and  every  leader  of  a 
choir,  should  understand,  that  singing,  in  order  to  be  ef- 
fective, MUST  NOT  BE  TOO  LONG. 

Having  given  an  exposition  of  the  leading  principles  on 
which  this  work  has  been  constructed,  it  may  be  proper 
to  speak  a  little  more  explicitly  of  the  materials  from 
which  it  has  been  formed. 

It  is  intended  that  this  volume  shall  contain  a  complete 
collection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns  for  the  Sanctuary,  the 
Lect  are-room,  and  all  other  places  of  social  worship.  In 
the  arrangement  of  the  Psalms,  Dr.  Watts  is  the  leading 


X  PREFACE. 

author.  Many  other  versifications  of  high  merit  have 
been  selected  from  Doddridge,  Steele,  Kenn,  Xewton, 
Montgomery,  Conder  and  others,  which  have  been  arrang- 
ed, in  their  proper  places,  with  those  of  Watts,  so  that  it 
is  believed  that  this  part  of  the  volume  presents  a  greater 
number  and  a  richer  variety  of  Psalms  adapted  to  singing, 
than  any  Book  yet  published  in  our  language.  Few  al- 
terations have  been  made  in  arrangement  or  expression, 
and  the  thought  of  the  poet,  for  the  most  part,  has  been 
sacredly  guarded.  Most  of  the  changes,  which  have  been 
adopted,  are  those  which  were  necessary  in  order  to  con- 
form the  work  to  the  principles  already  stated.  Whole 
Psalms  of  an  inferior  and  prosaic  character  have  been 
omitted ;  the  same  may  be  said  of  stanzas  which  are  re- 
dundant, interrupt  the  unity  of  design,  or  lack  the  spirit 
of  holy  song ;  but  it  is  believed,  that  those  Psalms  and 
stanzas,,  though  they  incumber  many  Books  now  in  use, 
are  rarely  ever  sung.  In  making  this  compilation,  it  has 
not  been  the  design  to  throw  away  a  single  stanza  of  su- 
perior merit,  or  one  which  could  contribute  to  the  grand 
purpose  of  singing,  except  when  the  production  was  of 
immoderate  length  ;  but  when  this  was  the  case,  to  dis- 
pense with  some  good  stanzas  has  been  preferred  to  the 
common  practice  of  using  brackets  or  pauses,  or  what  is 
still  worse,  of  imposing  an  oppressive  burthen  upon  the 
choir. 

In  relation  to  the  Psalms,  it  may  be  said,  in  the  lan- 
guage of  another,  "That  the  harp  of  David  yet  hangs  upon 
the  willow,  disdaining  the  touch  of  any  hand  less  skilful 
than  his  own."  The  older  versions  of  David's  Psalms  are 
generally  destitute  of  all  poetic  merit.  Xow  and  then  a 
ray  of  the  genius  and  the  inspiration  of  the  Hebrew  bard, 
breaks  through  the  dullness  of  their  prosaic  rhymes,  but 
these  are  "  like  angel-visits,  few  and  far  between."  If  it 
be  alleged,  as  it  often  is,  that  these  versifiers  entirely  ad- 
here to  the  original — it  may  be  replied,  that  it  is  in  letter, 
not  in  spirit.  For  the  most  part,  their  productions  are 
nothing  more  nor  less  than  the  English  translation  of 
David,  converted  into  common  rhymes,  while  the  spirit 
of  the  original  has  fled.  It  is  one  of  the  wonders  of  litera- 
ture, that  the  productions  of  Sternhold  and  Hopkins,  of 
Tate  and  Brady,  to  say  nothing  of  earlier,  and  still  poorer 
versifiers,  should  furnish  the  principal  songs  of  enliirhten- 
ed  and  cultivated  christian  congregations,  in  the  nineteenth 
century.  It  shows  us  how  far  the  human  mind  may  ad- 
vance in  some  things,  and  remain  stationary  in  others; — 
how  far  taste  maybe  refined,  and  the  entire  powers  of  im- 
mortal man  be  enkindled  and  entranced  by  the  produc- 


PREFA<  i  .  Xi 

tions  of  genius,  and  yet.  under  the  influence  of  certain 
•ations.  be  delighted  with  ancient  dullness  and  bar 
barism. 

The  practical  influence  of  all  this  upon  the  tone  and 
of  piety — upon  the  higher  feelings  of  devotion — upon 
those  purer  and  holier  emotions  of  the  christian's  heart, 
by  which  he  often  comes  near  to  heaven  and  enters  into 
intimate  converse  with  his  God  and  Saviour,  is  a  problem 
of  deep  import  which  every  minister  at  the  altar  may  well 
propose  to  himself,  and  endeavor,  as  far  as  practicable,  to 
solve 

Dr.  "Watts  struck  out  a  path  for  himself,  and  has  been 
imitated  by  all  the  versifiers  of  David,  and  the  composers 
of  hymns,  since  his  day.  He  is  not  without  his  faults,  but 
his  best  productions  are  now  sung,  in  every  land,  and 
among  almost  all  denominations  of  christians,  where  the 
English  language  is  spoken,  and  probably  will  continue 
t->  be  through  the  millenium,  and  to  the  end  of  the  world. 
His  Psalms,  taken  as  a  whole,  are  superior  to  his  Hymns  ; 
and  in  relation  to  the  former  it  may  be  said,  that  Dr. 
Watts  has  drawn  sweeter  tones  from  the  harp  of  David, 
than  it  lias  ever  given  to  the  church  of  God,  since  the 
hand  of  the  old  Hebrew  bard  swept  across  its  strings,  and 
enkindled  the  devotions  of  the  faithful:  With  regard  to 
some  of  his  Hymns,  and  a  large  number  too,  they  are  not 
inferior  to  his  best  versifications  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Hymns,  contained  in  this  collection,  have  been  se- 
lected from  the  productions  of  the  best  writers  of  this 
species  of  poetry,  in  our  language  ;  and  such  alterations 
have  been  made  as  bring  them  into  a  proper  form  to  be 
used  in  the  worship  of  the  ''Sanctuary/'  In  preparing 
this  work,  we  have  used  the  most  approved  editions  of 
Hymns,  and  no  changes  have  been  made  unless  impera- 
tively called  for  by  the  rules  already  stated  and  defended. 
The  names  of  authors,  as  far  as  could  be  ascertained,  are 
given  in  the  Index,  and  it  is  not  necessary  to  refer  to  them 
here.  We  cannot,  however,  forbear  recording  a  sense  of 
our  deep  indebtedness  both  to  the  living  and  to  the  dead, 
for  those  excellent  labors  which  have  furnished  us  with 
(he  materials  for  the  formation  of  this  volume,  which  we 
now  present  to  the  christian  public,  in  the  confident  hope 
1  bat  it  may  increase  the  Knowledge  and  Piety  of  the 
<  -hurch,  and  promote,  among  the  friends  of  Zion/the  love 
of  holy  song. 

Kew  York,  1S53. 


PSALMS. 


PSALM  1,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Righteous  and  the   Wicked. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 
-11  Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go  : 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 

And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t1  employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night. 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams. 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green: 
And  heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams. 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  crossed ; 

As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost. 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

PSALM  1,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Prospects  of  the  Saint  and  the  Sinner 

1  THHPJCE  happy  he,  who  shuns  the  way 
1   That  leads  ungodly' men  astray : 
Who  fears  to  stand  where  sinners  meet, 
JSTor  with  the  scorner  takes  his  seat. 

2  The  law  of  God  is  his  delight : 

That  cloud  by  day.  that  fire  by  night, 

Shall  be  his  comfort  in  distress. 

And  guide  him  through  life's  wilderness. 

3  His  works  shall  prosper  ;  he  shall  be 
A  fruitful,  fair,  unwithering  tree, 
That,  planted  where  the  river  flows. 

Nor  drought,  nor  frost,  nor  mildew  knows. 

2 


14  PSALM  I. 

4  Xot  so  the  wicked  ;  they  are  east 
Like  chaff  upon  the  -whirlwind's  blast ; 
In  judgment  they  shall  quake  for  dread, 
Xor  with  the  righteous  lift  their  head. 

-|  PSALM  1,  G.  M 

J.  The  End  cf  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  pLEST  is  the  roan,  who  shuns  the  plac6 
-1}  Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 

"Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  placed  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word. 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  set. 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state. 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine ; 

While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Xot  so  the  impious  and  unjust ; 

What  vain  designs  they  form! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust. 
Or  chaff,  before  the  storm. 

G  Sinners,  in  judgment,  shall  not  stand 
Among  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ,  the  judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

1  PSALM  1,  S.  M. 

_L  The  Saint  happy,  the  Sinner  miserable. 

1  THE  man  is  ever  blest, 

J-   Who  shuns  the  sinners'  ways  ; 

Among  their  councils  never  stands, 

Xor  takes  the  scorner's  place  : 

2  But  make-  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight. 
Amid  the  labors  of  the  day. 
And  watches  of  the  night 


2 


2 


PSALM  II.  Lq 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root; 
Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live; 
His  work-  arc  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Xot  so  th'  ungodly  race  ; 

They  no  such  blessings  find ; 
Their  hopes  shall  flee,  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 

Before  that  judgment-seat. 
Where  all  the  saints,  at  Christ's  right  hand, 
In  full  assembly  meet  \ 

FSALM  2,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Christ  exalted  end  his  Enemies  warned, 

1  TYTHY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 

•  »       The  Lord's  anointed  Son  \ 
TThy  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 

And  tread  his  gospel  down  \ 

2  The  Lord,  who  sits  above  the  skies. 

Derides  their  rage  below ; 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through  : — 

3  u  I  call  him  my  beloved  Son, 

And  raise  him  from  the  dead ; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne," 
And  wide  his  kingdom  spread." 

4  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth ! 

Obey  tlr  anointed  Lord ; 
Adore  the  king  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

5  With  humble  love  address  his  throne, 

For,  if  he  frown,  ye  die  ; 
Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

PSALM  2,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  "PAT  HER  !  is  not  thy  promise  pledged 
-L      To  thine  exalted  Son, 
That,  through  the  nations  of  the  earth. 
Thv  word  of  life  shall  run? — 


16  PSALM  I  J. 

2  u  Ask,  and  I  give  the  heathen  lands 
For  thine  inheritance, 
And,  to  the  world's  remotest  shores, 
Thine  empire  shall  advance.7' 

0  Hast  thou  not  said,  the  blinded  Jews 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own, 
^Vhile  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes  and  tongues, 

Beneath  th'  expanse  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
With  all  their  millions  given? 

5  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Then  be  his  name  adored ; 
The  world,  through  all  its  nations,  shout 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 

^  PSALM  2,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

~  Christ  dying  and  rising. 

1  1TAKER  and  sovereign  Lord 

-*-"     Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas! 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things,  so  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfilled, 
"When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  child. 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews,  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  design ; 
Against  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 
Against  his  Christ  they  join. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage. 

And  will  support  his  throne ; 
He,  who  hath  raised  him  from  the  dead. 
Hath  owned  him  for  his  Son. 


PSALMS  II.  nr. 
q  PS  ALU  £,  Becond  Part,  f .  K, 

a*  Christ  asccndtng  and  reigning. 

1  THE  Lord  ascends  on  high, 

J-     And  asks  to  rule  the  earth; 
■  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heavenly  birth. 

2  He  asks — and  God  bestows 

A  large  inheritance; 

Far  as  the  world's  remotest  enuc, 
II is  kingdom  shall  advance. 

3  The  nations  that  rebel 

Must  feel  his  iron  rod: 
He  Tl  vindicate  those  honors  well, 
Which  he  received  from  God. 

±  I>e  wise,  ye  rulers  !   now. 

And  worship  at  his  throne; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people!  bow 

To  God's  exalted  Son. 

5  If  (Mice  his  wrath  arise. 
Ye  perish  on  the  place : 
Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace. 


3 


PSALM  3,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

.i  Morning  Psa/m. 

1  A  LORD!  how  many  are  my  foes. 

v/  In  this  weal:  state  of  flesh  and  blood! 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose ; 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tired  with  the  burdens  of  the  day. 

To  thee  I  raised  an  evening-cry ; 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  n;egan  to  pray. 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

S  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  aid, 

I  laid  me  down,  ami  slept  secure: 
Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid. 
Though  1  sliould  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

■4-  Bvt  God  sustained  me  all  the  night; 

Salvation  doth  to  God  belong: 

He  raised  my  head  t<>  see  the  light, 

And  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 


PSALM  III. 
KZ1M  3,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

God,  our  Defence. 

1  THE  tempter  to  my  soul  hath  said,— 

i-     li  There  is  no  help  in  God  for  thee  :" 
Lord  !   lift  thou  up  thy  servant's  head ; 
My  glory,  shield  and  solace  be. 

2  Thus  to  the  Lord  I  raised  my  cry, 

He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill : 
At  his  command  the  waves  rolled  by ; 
He  beckoned, — and  the  winds  were  still. 

3  I  laid  me  down  and  slept; — I  woke; 

Thou,  Lord !  my  spirit  didst  sustain : 
Bright  from  the  east  the  morning  broke, — 
Thy  comforts  rose  on  me  again. 

•i  I  will  not  fear,  though  armed  throngs 
Compass  my  steps  in  all  their  wrath ; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs ; 

His  presence  guards  his  people's  path. 

PSALM  3,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed. 

1  "Iff Y  God !  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
-"A     How  fast  my  foes  increase ! 
Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 

2  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strengch, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread : 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threatening  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head. 

3  I  cried,  and  from  Iris  holy  hill 

He  bowed  a  listening  ear ; 
I  called  my  Father  and  my  God, 
And  lie  subdued  my  fear. 

4  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes. 

In  spite  of  ail  my  foes  ; 
I  woke,  and  wondered  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repose. 

5  What  though  the  hosts  of  death  and  hell 

All  armed  against  me  stood? 
Terrors  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul; 
My  refhge  i<  my  God. 


pSALMS   [II,  IV.  19 

PSALM  3.  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

A  Morning  .Song: 

1  T  OKD  of  my  life!  Oh  !  may  thy  praise 
-lj    Employ  my  noblest  powers. 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 

And  tills  the  circling  hours. 

2  Preserved  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Secure  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

0  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep,  I  closed  my  eyes, — 
In  undisturbed  repose. 

4  When  sleep,  death's  image,  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5  Oh !  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  slops  defend. 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  rill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

PSALM  4,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Got?,  our  Portion  and  Hope. 

1  A  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness  ! 
V/  Hear  and  attend,  when  I  complain ; 
Thou  hast  enlarged  me  in  distress, 

Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

.  2  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside : 
He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  who  died. 

3  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 

A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
We  put  our  trnst  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 


20  PSALM  IV. 

4  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, — 

"  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly  good  ?" 
But,  Lord!  thy  light  and  love  we  pray; 
Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food. 

,  PSALM  4,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

*j-  Evening  Song. 

1  pLOEY  to  thee,  my  God!  this  night, 

vT    For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  Oh  !  keep  me,  King  of  kings  ! 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord !  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done  : 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
My  soul,  this  night,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious,  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  Oh !  may  my  faith  on  thee  repose  ; 
May  gentle  sleep  my  eyelids  close, 

That  shall  my  frame  more  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  Lord  !  let  my  soul  for  ever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  parental  care  : 

T  is  heaven  on  earth.  *t  is  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love. 


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PSALM  4,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Evening  Devotion. 

1  T  OBD  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray ; 
^     I  am  for  ever  thine  ; 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And,  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 

'T  is  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening-sacrifice  ; 

And,  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God!  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 


PSALMS    IV.  V.  21 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace. 

1 11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  : 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days. 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

4  PSALM  4.  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

God,  the  chief  Good. 

1  TX  vain  the  erring  world  inquire 
J-     For  some  substantial  good  : 
While  earth  confines  their  low  desire. 

They  live  on  airy  food. 

2  Illusive  dreams  of  happiness 

Their  eager  thoughts  employ  : 
They  wake,  convinced  their  boasted  bliss 
Was  visionary  joy. 

3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows 

Can  fill  th1  immortal  mind  : 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes. 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

■i  Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities : 
I  seek  the  only  good ; 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise— 
The  favor  of  my  God. 

5  Immortal  joy  thy  smiles  impart : 

Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  can  cheer  my  heart, 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

6  Grant.  0  my  God  !  this  one  request, — 

Oh  !  be  thy  love  alone 
Aly  ample  portion  ! — here  I  rest. 
For  heaven  is  in  the  boon. 

PSALM  5.  C.  M. 

fj  A  S\[orning  Invocation. 

1  I  WAKE,  my  soul  1  and  with  the  sun 
-^     Thy  daily  course  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull*  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart ! 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part. 
Who.  all  night  long,  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  th'  eternal  King. 


PSALM  V. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  sale  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me,  while  I  slept  : 
Grant,  Lord !  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord  !  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  : 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning-dew : 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will. 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

PSALM  5,  First  Part,  C.  M. 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  T  OKD !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
Jj    My  voice  ascending  high  ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee  lift  np  mine  eye ; — 

2  Up  to  the  hills,  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints. 
Presenting,  at  his  Father's  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there : 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  Oh  !  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PSALM  5,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Jlornino-  Devotion. 

1  COOX  as  the  morning-rays  appear, 
^     I  ?11  lift  mine  eyes  above  ; 

My  voice  shall  reach  thy  listening  ear, 
And  supplicate  thy  love. 

2  Within  thy  house  my  voice  shall  rise 

Before  thy  mercy-seat : 
There  will  I  fix  my  steadfast  eyes, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet. 


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PSALM  VI.  : 

8  Thy  righteousness,  thy  strength  display, 
And  my  protection 

Teach  me  to  know  that  only  way. 
Which  leads  to  heaven  and  thee. 

PSALM  6,  L.  M. 

Temptation  in   Sickness  overcome. 

1  T  ORD  !  I  can  sutler  thy  rebukes, 

Aj     When  thou  with  kindness  dost  chastise, 
But  thy  tierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear  : 
Oh  !  let  it  not  against  me  rise. 

2  Pity  my  languishing  estate, 

And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel : 
The  wounds  thy  heavy  hand  hath  made. 
Oh  !  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal. 

3  See  how  in  sighs  I  pass  my  days. 

And  waste  in  groans  the  weary  night ! 
^Iy  bed  is  watered  with  my  tears ; 

My  grief  consumes,  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look,  how  the  powers  of  nature  mourn ! 

How  long,  almighty  God  !  how  long  ? 
When  shall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
AYhen  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song? 

PSALM  6,  C.  M. 

Prayer  under  Rebukes. 

1  TX  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  rebuke 
J-     Thy  feeble  worm,  my  God ! 
My  spirit  dreads  thine  angry  look, 

And  trembles  at  thy  rod. 

2  Have  mercy,  Lord !  for  I  am  weak  ; 

Regard  my  heavy  groans  ; 
Oh  !  let  thy  voice  of  comfort  speak, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones. 

3  Oh  !  come,  and  show  thy  power  to  save, 

And  spare  my  fainting  breath  : 
For  who  can  praise  thee  in  the  grave, 
Or  sing  thy  name  in  death  ? 

ISALM  6,  7s. 

Prayer  in  Affliction. 

1  flEXTLY.  gently,  lav  thy  rod 
VJ    On  my  sinful  head,  6  God ! 
Stay  thy  wrath,  in  mercy  stay. 
Lest  I  sink  beneath  its  swav. 


24  PSALM  VII,  VIII. 

2  Heal  me,  for  my  flesh  is  weak ; 
Heal  me,  for  thy  grace  I  seek ; 
This  my  only  plea  I  make, — 
Heal  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

3  Who,  within  the  silent  grave, 
Shall  proclaim  thy  power  to  save  ? 
Lord !  my  sinking  soul  reprieve ; 
Speak,  and  I  shall  rise  and  live. 

4  Lo !  he  comes — he  heeds  my  plea ; 
Lo !  he  comes — the  shadows  flee ; 
Glory  round  me  dawns  once  more ; 
Kise,  my  spirit !  and  adore. 

ry  PSALM  7,  C.  M. 

I  God's  Care  of  his  People  in  Persecution, 

1  l/TY  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 
•i'l  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God ! 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 

From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 

2  If  I  have  e'er  provoked  them  first, 

Or  once  abused  my  foe ; 
Then  let  them  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honor  low. 

3  If  there  were  malice  hid  in  me, — 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes, — 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

4  Arise,  my  God !  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Their  pride  and  power  control ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  commaud 
Deliverance  for  my  soul. 


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PSALM  8,  First  Part,  L,  M. 

The  Hosanna  of  the  Children. 

A  LMIGHTY  Euler  of  the  skies ! 
A  Through  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread, 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rise 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 

To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

A  monument  of  honor  raise ; 
And  babes,  with  uninstructed  tongue, 

Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 


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PSALM  VIII.  25 

3  Thy  power  assists  their  tender  age 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground  ; 
To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidst  thy  temple  throng, 

To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face ; 
The  son  of  David  is  their  song, 
And  young  hosannas  till  the  place. 

PSALM  8,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Condescensioji  and  Glorification. 

1  A  LORD,  our  Lord  !  in  power  divine, 
v/  How  great  is  thy  illustrious  name  ! 
Through  all  the  earth  thy  glories  shine, 

Placed  high  above  the  heavenly  frame. 

2  Down  from  his  throne  thy  Son  descends, 

A  little  time  our  form  to  wear : 
Beneath  th'  angelic  hosts  he  bends, 
Our  sufferings  and  our  sins  to  bear. 

3  But,  lo  !  thy  power  exalts  him  high, 

In  glorious  dignity  enthroned : 
He  bears  our  nature  to  the  sky, 

O'er  all  thy  works  the  ruler  crowned. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord!  in  power  divine, 

How  great  is  thy  illustrious  name! 
Through  all  the  earth  thy  glories  shine ; — 
Let  all  the  earth  resound  thy  fame. 

PSALM  8,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Creation  and  Redejnption. 

1  A  LORD,  our  Lord !  how  wondrous  great 
V/  Is  thine  exalted  name ! 

The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 
Those  moving  worlds  of  light ; — 

3  Lord !  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  ? — 


26  PSALM  VIII. 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  hear 

To  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm  ? 

5  Yet,  while  he  lived  on  earth  unknown, 

And  men  would  not  adore, 
Behold  ohedient  nature  own 
His  Godhead,  and  his  power ! 

6  Let  him  he  crowned  with  majesty, 

"Who  bowed  his  head  to  death; 

And  be  his  honors  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 


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PSALM  8,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

God^s   Condescension. 

1  A  LORD,  my  King !  how  excellent 
\J  Thy  name  on  earth  is  known ! 
Thy  glory,  in  the  firmament, 

Ho  w  wonderfully  shown ! 

2  When  I  behold  the  heavens  on  high, — 

The  work  of  thy  right  hand, — 
The  moon  and  stars  amid  the  sky 
Thy  lights  in  every  land ; — 

3  Lord !  what  is  man,  that  thou  shouldst  deign 

On  him  to  set  thy  love, 
Give  him  awhile  on  earth  to  reign, 
Then  fill  a  throne  above  ? 

4  O  Lord  !  how  excellent  thy  name, 

How  manifold  thy  ways ! 
Let  time  thy  saving  truth  proclaim, — 
Eternity  thy  praise. 

PSALM  8,  S.  M. 

God's  Grace  to  Men. 

1  A  LORD,  our  heavenly  King ! 
\)  Thy  name  is  all  divine ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When,  to  thy  works  on  high, 

I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies  ; — 


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PSALMS  Y1II,  IX. 

8  Wheal  I  survey  the  stars. 

And  all  their  shining  forms,— 

Lord!  what  is  man.  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 

•i  Lord!  what  is  worthless  man, 

That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed. 
And  Lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 
And  wondrous  are  thy  ways! 
Of  dust  and  worms,  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

PSALM  8,  7s. 

The  Praises  of  Children. 

1  pLORY  to  the  Father  give.— 

VJ  God,  in  whom  we  move  and  live: 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear; 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 

2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring. — 
Christ,  our  prophet,  priest  and  king! 
Children  !  raise  your  sweetest  strain 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 

3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost : 
Be  this  day  a  pentecost : 

Children's  minds  may  he  inspire  ; 
Touch  their  lips  with  holy  fire. 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 
For  the  gospel  from  above. 

For  the  word,  that  "  God  is  love." 

PSALM  9,  First  Part,  C.  M. 
fVrath  and  Mercy  from  the  Judgment-Seat. 

1  11/  1TH  my  whole  heart  I  '11  raise  my  song, 
I  *     Thy  wonders  I  "11  proclaim  : 

Thou  sovereign  judge  of  right  and  wrong 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace: 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 


28  PSALMS  IX,  X. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  who  are  oppressed, 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men,  who  know  thy  name,  will  trust 

In  thine  abundant  grace ; 
For  thou  didst  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  sought  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Zioivs  hill : 
Who  executes  his  threatening  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfill. 

9  PSALM  9,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  11/ HEN  the  great  Judge,  supreme  and  just, 
'  I     Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 

The  humble  souls,  that  mourn  in  dust, 

Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  fearful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raise : 
On  Zion's  hill,  with  tuneful  breath, 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  Though  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought, 

And  wait,  and  long  complain, 

Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 

Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 

4  Pise,  great  Pedeeruer !  from  thy  seat, 

To  judge  and  save  the  poor ; 

Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 

And  man  prevail  no  more.* 


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PSALM  10,  L.  M. 

Jchovahy  the  Avenger  of  the  Oppressed. 

JEHOVAH  reigns — your  tribute  bring ; 
Proclaim  the  Lord,  th'  eternal  King: 
Crown  him,  ye  saints !  with  holy  joy, 
His  arm  shall  all  your  foes  destroy. 

Thou,  Lord !  ere  yet  the  humble  mind 
Had  formed  to  prayer  the  wish  designed, 
Hast  heard  the  secret  sigh  arise. 
While,  swift  to  aid.  thv  mercy  flies. 


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PSALM  X.  29 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  our  hearts  prepare; 

Thine  oar  shall  listen  to  our  prayer: 

Thou  righteous  Judge!  thou  Tower  divine! 

On  thee  the  fatherless  recline. 

4  The  Lord  shall  save  tlf  afflicted  breast, 
His  arm  shall  vindicate  th1  oppressed, 
Earth's  mightiest  tyrant  feel  his  power, 

Nor  sin,  nor  Satan  grieve  them  more. 

PSALM  10,  First  Part,  C.  M. 
r  heard,  and  Saints  saved. 

1  1VIIY  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far? 

t"     And  why  conceal  Ins  face. 
When  great  calamities  appear, 

And  times  of  deep  distress  1 

2  Lord!  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  devour. 

9   Arise.  0  Lord!  lift  up  thy  hand; 
Attend  our  humble  cry; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

4  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  cause  thine  ear  to  hear: 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  say. 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 

PSALM  10,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

The  God  of  the  Fat  it-  ■ 

1  TTEAPv,  Lord!   the  song  of  praise  and  prayer 
J-l  In  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 

From  children,  made  the  public  care. 
And  taught  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  Thanks  for  thy  word,  and  for  thy  day; 

And  grant  us,  we  implore, 

Never  to  waste,  in  sinful  play. 

Thy  holy  Sabbaths  more. 

3  Thanks  that  we  hear; — but  Oh!   impart, 

To  each,  desires  sincere, 
That  we  may  listen  with  our  heart, 
And  learn  as  well  as  hear. 


30  PSALMS  XI,  XII. 

4  "Wisdom  and  bliss  thy  word  bestows — 
A  sun  which  ne'er  declines  : 
Oh!  be  thy  mercy  showered  on  those, 
Who  placed  us  where  it  shines. 


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PSALM  11,  L.  M. 

God,  the  Refuge  of  the  Saints. 

1  1  FY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love : 

■I'-l  Why  do  my  foes  insult,  and  cry — 
"Fly,  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove. 
To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly  ?,', 

2  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fixed  his  throne ; 

His  eye  surveys  the  world  below ; 
To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known ; 
His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through. 

3  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the  bold  transgressors  fear  ? 
His  soul  abhors  their  wicked  ways. 

4  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls, 

Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere ; 
And,  with  a  gracious  eye,  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  ima2:e  bear. 


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PSALM  12.  C.  M. 

Prayer  in  Times  of  Wickedness. 

ELP,  Lord !  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
Religion  loses  ground ; 
The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part : 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  Lord !  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  impious  men  grow  bold, 
When  faith  is  rarely  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold, — 

4  Is  not  thy  chariot  rollmg  on? 

Hast  thou  not  given  this  sign? 
May  we  not  rest  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 


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PSALM  XI II.  31 

u  Yes,1  saith  the  Lord,  "now  will  I  rise, 
And  make  oppressors  flee  ; 

I  will  appear  to  their  surprise. 
And  set  my  servants  free.'1 

Like  silver  in  the  furnace  tried. 

Thy  word  shall  still  endure ; 
The  men,  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 

Shall  find  the  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.  L.  M. 
Help  in  God  alone, 

1  TTOAV  long,  0  Lord:  shall  I  complain, 

AA  Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain  I 
How  long  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn. 
And  still  despair  of  thy  return  \ 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 
Be,  with  these  anxious  thoughts,  oppressed  ? 
If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly  light, 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

3  Hear,  Lord !   and  grant  me  quick  relief. 
Thy  mercy  now  shall  end  my  grief; 
For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace. 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  lace. 

•i  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 

My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  13,  C.  M. 

Hope  in  Darkness. 

1  IJOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face, 
AA  My  God!  how  long  delay  ] 

When  shall  I  feel  those  heavenly  rays. 
That  chase  my  fears  away? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  lab'ring  soul 

Wrestle,  and  toil,  in  vain  \ 

Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control. 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  Be  thou  my  sun.  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep ; 
Make  haste,  before  mine  eyes  are  sealed 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 


32  PSALMS  XIII,  XIV. 

4  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace, 
Whence  all  my  comforts  spring; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise. 
And  thy  salvation  sing. 


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PSALM  13,  7s. 

Pleading  for  .Mercy. 

LORD  of  mercy,  just  and  kind ! 
"Wilt  thou  ne'er  my  guilt  forgive  ? 
Never  shall  my  troubled  mind, 
In  thy  kind  remembrance,  live? 

Lord !  how  long  shall  Satan's  art 
Tempt  my  harassed  soul  to  sin, 

Triumph  o'er  my  humbled  heart, — 
Fears  without  and  guilt  within  ? 

Lord,  my  God!  thine  ear  incline, 
Bending  to  the  prayer  of  faith  ; 

Cheer  my  eyes  with  light  divine 
Lest  I  sleep  the  sleep  of  death. 

PSALM  14,  C.  M. 

All  Men,  Sinners. 

1  T?OOLS,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  say, 
J-    That  all  religion  \s  vain ; 

There  is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
Or  minds  th1  affairs  of  men. 

2  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Looked  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  who  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

3  By  nature,  all  are  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same; 
There 's  none  that  fears  his  Makers  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

4  Their  tongues  are  used  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease: 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet? 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

5  Such  seeds  of  sin — that  bitter  root — 

In  every  heart  are  found : 
Xor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit. 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 


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PSALMS  XIV.  XV.  38 

PSA1M  14,  7s  and  6s. 

7  Israel. 

1  AH!  that  the  Lord's  salvation 

V/   Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  lieal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home. 
How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane? 
Return,  0  Lord !  in  pity  ; 

Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

2  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror. 

Thy  saving  grace  impart ; 
Roll  back  the  veil  of  error, 

Release  the  fettered  heart : 
Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Their  lost  Messiah  see  : 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning. 

And  bind  the  church  to  thee. 

PSALM  15,  L.  M. 

The  Citizen  of  Zion. 

1  1VHO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place. 

I  ■    Great  God !  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now. 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below: 

2  Whose  bauds  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean ; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

3  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face: 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 

That  he  would  hope,  or  wish,  from  them. 

4  Yet.  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see. 
And  dwell  for  ever.  Lord !  with  thee. 

PSALM  15.  7s, 
The  Heir  of  Heaven. 

WHO,  0  Lord!  when  life  is  o'er, 
Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar? 
Who,  an  ever-welcome  gu 
In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest? 


34  PSALM  XXL 

2  He,  whose  heart  thy  love  has  wanned  ; 
He,  whose  will,  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run ; 
He,  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one : 

o  He,  who  shuns  the  sinner's  road, 
Loving  those  who  love  their  God ; 
Who.  with  hope  and  faith  unfeigned. 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained  : — 

4:  He,  who  trusts  in  Christ  alone, 
Not  in  aught  himself  hath  done  : — 
He,  great  God !  shall  be  thy  care, 
And  thy  choicest  blessings  share. 


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PSALM  16,  L.  M. 

L>cath  and  the  Resurrection, 

1  1I/HKN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 

*  *    His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  ; 
Be  glad,  my  heart !  rejoice,  my  tongue  ! 
My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God  !  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way, 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

•i  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow ; 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tasted  here  below. 

Spread  heavenly  joys  through  all  the  place. 

PSALM  13,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Support  and  Counsel  from  God. 

1  T  ET  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 
L*  And  worship  wood  or  stone  ; 
But  ray  delightful  lot  is  cast 

Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

2  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  tills  my  daily  cup; 
Much  am  I  pleased  with  present  good. 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 


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PSALMS  XVI,  XVII. 

3  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  : 

His  counsels  are  my  light : 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

4  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  liis  all-seeing  eye : 

Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  shall  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM  16,  Second  Part,  C.  X. 

:tk  and  Res*  rr  C.'irist. 

1  "  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

JL  lie  bears  my  courage  up  : 
My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hi 

2  "My  spirit.  Lord!  thou  wilt  not  leave 

Where  souls  departed  are  : 
Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave. 
To  see  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

And  raise  me  to  thy  throne ; 
Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
Thy  presence  joys  unknown." 

•i  Thus,  in  the  name  oi  Christ,  the  Lord, 
The  holy  David  sung, 
And  Providence  fulfills  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  whom  every  saint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  slain  : 
Behold  !  the  tomb  its  prey  restorer 
Behold  !  he  lives  again. 

6  When  shall  my  feet  arise,  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son.  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles. 

PSALM  17,  L.  M. 

Prospect  of  the  Righteous. 

YVTIAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 
m    Lcrd  !  *t  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 


36  PSALMS  XVJL  XYIII. 

2  This  life's  a  dream — an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  I  go. 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  Oh  !  glorious  hour  ! — Oh  !  blest  abode ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God ; 

And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4:  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  : 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  rav  Saviour's  linage  rise. 


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PSALM  17,  S.  M. 

The  Prospects  of  the  Saint  and  Sinner, 

1  A  RISE,  my  gracious  God! 
-ft-  And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod 

To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee. 

2  Behold  !  the  sinner  dies, — 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  ; 
Here,  in  this  life,  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boast  of  all  his  store  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 

4  I  shall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Washed  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There 's  a  new  heaven  begun, 

When  I  awake  from  death, — 
Dressed  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, — 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSALM  18,  Tirst  Part,  L.  X. 

Deliverance  from  Despair. 

1  THEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord !  my  strength, 
JL   My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence  ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 


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JALM  XVIII.  ,Jw 

2  Death,  and  :  re, 

I  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade  ; 
While  floods  of  high  temptation  ros 
And  made  my  sinking  soul  afri 

3  I  saw  the  opening  gates  of  hell, 

With  end.  uTOwa  there, — 

Which  none,  hut  they  that  feel,  can  tell. — 
While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress,  I  called  my  G 

When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine ; 
He  bowed  his  ear  to  my  complaint ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  My  song  tor  ever  shall  record 

That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  power. 

PSALM  18.  Second  Part.  L.  M. 

1  T  OKD !  thou'  my  soul  sincere, 
-L^  Hast  made  thy  truth  and  lore  appear ; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  owned  my  righteous  cause. 

2  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  r 
What  wars  and  struggling  in  my  breast ! 
But.  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  -in. 

3  The  sin  that  el  -till. 

That  Avork-  and  strive-  against  my  will. — 
When  shall  thy  Spirit's  sover^:_ 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  m<  >r 

4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward : 
The  kind  and  faithful  souls  shall  find 
A  God,  as  faithful,  and  as  kind. 

PSALM  18,  Third  Part,  L.  M. 

:mg  in   Gad. 

1    JUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
*J    Great  Rock  of  my  secure  a" 
W!.      -  le  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where  's  a  refuge  like  our  God ' 

i 


38  PSALM  XVIII. 

2  'T  is  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield ; 
And,  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight. 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 

8  He  lives,  and  blessed  he  my  Kock, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  : 
The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke: 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 


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PSALM  18,  First  Part,  C.  M, 

Victory  over  temporal  Enemies* 

E  love  thee,  Lord !  and  we  adore : 
ISTow  is  thine  arm  revealed ; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heavenly  tower 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 


MY 


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2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Bock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence ; 
His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  leader,  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 
The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms, — 
The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 

4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind ; 

And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions,  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  swift  as  flames  obey. 

5  He  speaks — and,  at  his  fierce  rebuke, 

Whole  armies  are  dismayed  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strike  all  their  courage  dead. 

6  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blessed 

For  his  own  children's  sake ; 
The  powers,  that  give  his  people  rest, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 

PSALM  18,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Jehovah  coming  to  reign. 

THE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 


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PSALMS  XVIII.  XIX.  39 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim, 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And,  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds, 

Came  Hying  all  abroad. 

3  He  68  iipon  the  floods, 

Their  iury  to  restrain ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

PSALM  18,  8s  and  7s. 
Christ  triumphant. 

1  TO!  the  Lord  Jehovah  iiveth ; 

Aj  He  's  my  rock,  I  bless  his  name ; 
He,  my  God.  salvation  giveth; 
Ah  ye  lands !  exalt  his  tame. 

2  God.  Messiah's  cause  maintaining. 

Shall  his  righteous  throne  extend; 
O'er  the  world  the  Saviour  reigning, 
Earth  shall  at  his  footstool  bend. 

3  O'er  his  enemies  exalted, 

Great  Redeemer! — see  him  rise; 
Though  by  powers  of  hell  assaulted, 
God  exalts  him  to  the  skies. 

4=  Jesus !  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

PSALM  19,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Mature  and  Revelation. 

1  THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord! 
J-   In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But,  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice,  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise, 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand: 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 


40  PSALM  XIX. 

4  Xor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  had  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness !  arise  ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  souls  renewed,  and  sins  forgiven : 
Lord !  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


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PSALM  19,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Language  of  the  Heavens. 

1  THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
i-   With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land, 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth : — 

4  While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings,  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What  though  no  real  voice,  nor  sound, 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs,  is  found  ? — 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine, — 

u  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


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PSALM  XIX.  41 

PSAXM  19,  L  M.,  6  Lines. 

1  THY  glory,  Lord!  I  lare, 
A   The  firmament  displays  thy  skill; 
The  changing  clouds,  the  viewless  air. 

Temp    ■   i         dm,  thy  word  fulfill; 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech. 
And  night  to  night  thy  knuv.  ich. 

2  Though  voice  nor  sound  inform  the  ear, 

Well-known  the  language  of  their  song, 
When,  one  by  one.  the  stars  appear, 

Led  by  the  silent  moon  along, — 
Till  round  the  earth,  from  all  the  sky, 
Thy  beauty  beams  on  every  eye. 

3  Waked  by  thy  touch,  the  morning  sun 

C<  >mes  like  a  bridegroom  from  his  bower. 
And,  like  a  giant,  glad  to  run 

His  bright  career  with  speed  and  power, — 
Thy  flaming  messenger,  to  dart 
Life  through  the  depth  of  nature's  heart. 
•A  While  these  transporting  visions  shine, 

Along  the  path  of  providence, 
Glory  eternal  joy  divine 

Thy  word  rev<  g  -  mse ; 

!My  soul  thy  goodness 
Thy  love  to  man.  thy  love  to  me. 

PSALM  19,  C.  M. 

'  Revelation. 

1  THY  law  is  perfect.  Lord  of  light  I 
J-   Thy  testimonies  sure  : 

The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandments  pure. 

2  Holy,  inviolate  thy 

Enduring  as  thy  throne ; 
Thy  judgments,  chastening,  or  severe, 
rtice  and  truth  al 

3  Let  these.  0  God!  my  soul  convert) 

And  make  thy  servant  v. 
Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  heart, 
The  day-spring  to  mine 

4  By  these,  may  I  be  warned  betimes  ■ 

Who  knows  the  guile  within  ? 


42  PSAL3X  XIX. 

Lord !  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimer, 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

5  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, 
The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind, 
0  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness  ! 
With  thee  acceptance  find. 


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PSALM  19,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

The  Books  of  JVature  and  Scripture, 

1  BEHOLD!  the  lofty  sky 
D  Declares  its  maker,  God ; 
And  all  his  starry  works,  on  high, 

Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 

Still  keep  their  course  the  same ; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  every  different  land. 

Their  general  voice  is  known; 
They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Christian  lands !  rejoice; 

Here  he  reveals  his  word ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 

His  trutn  without  deceit ; 
His  promises  for  ever  sure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great, 

6  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King! 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  19,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 

The  Gospel  ;  for  the  Sabbath. 

1  "DEHOLD !  the  morning-sun 
JD  Begins  his  glorious  way  , 

His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 


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PSALM  XIX.  43 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God !  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given ! 
Oh !  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

PSALM  19,  Third  Part,  S.  M. 

Prayer  and  Praise. 

1  T  HEAR  thy  word  with  love, 
A  And  I  would  fain  obey ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

2  Oh !  who  can  ever  find 

The  errors  of  his  ways  ? 
Yet,  with  a  bold  presumptuous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

3  Warn  me  of  every  sin, 

Forgive  my  secret  faults, 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

4  While,  with  my  heart  and  tongue, 

I  spread  thy  praise  abroad, 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ! 

PSALM  19,  L.  P.  M. 

The  Excellency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  T  LOVE  the  volumes  of  thy  word ; 

JL  What  light  and  joy  these  leaves  afford, 
To  souls  benighted  and  distressed ! 

Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 

Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

These  are  my  study  and  delight: 


44  PSALM  XX. 

Not  noney  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold,  that  hath  the  furnace  passed, 
Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

3  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes. 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  't  is  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord ! 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  hut  large,  reward. 

4  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God !  forgive  my  secret  faults. 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise. 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 


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PSALM  20,  L.  M. 

God,  our  Defence. 

1  "VTOu  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
•i-i   Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  "Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 

His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans,  and  broken  hearts. 

3  Now  save  us,  Lord !  from  slavish  fear, 

Xow  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong, 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

PSALM  20,  C.  M. 

Trust  in  God. 

1  THE  Lord  unto  thy  prayer  attend 
J-   In  trouble's  darksome  hour ; 
The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defend, 

And  shield  thee  by  his  power. 

2  In  thy  salvation  we  '11  rejoice, 

And  triumph  in  the  Lord ; 
For,  when  in  prayer  he  hears  thy  voice, 
He  will  relief  afford. 

3  In  chariots,  and  on  horses,  some 

For  aid  and  shelter  flee ; 


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PSALMS  XXL    XXII.  45 

But  in  thy  name,  0  Lord !  we  come. 
And  will  remember  thee. 

4  0  Lord !  to  as  salvation  bring ; 
In  thee  alone  we  trust ; 
Hear  us,  O  God,  our  heavenly  King ! 
Thou  refuge  of  the  just ! 

PSALM  21,  C.  M. 

God  acknowledged  in  national  Blessi7igs. 

1  TX  thee,  great  God !  with  songs  of  praise, 
1  Our  favored  realms  rejoice  ; 

And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  In  deep  distress,  our  injured  land 

Implored  thy  power  to  save ; 
For  life  we  prayed ; — thy  bounteous  hand 
The  timely  bles^ng  gave. 

3  On  thee,  in  want,  in  woe,  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

4  Thus,  Lord !  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

And  still  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
While  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare, 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

PSALM  22,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 

1  "\TOAV  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
-^    The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord : 
When  he  complained,  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads  and  laughed  in  scorn ;-  - 
u  He  rescued  others  from  the  grave ; 
Xow  let  him  try  himself  to  save." 

3  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, . 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide. 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

4  But  God,  his  Father,  heard  his  cry ; 
Raised  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high ; 


46  PSALMS  XXII,  XXIII. 


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The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  22,  C.  M. 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Victories. 

1  "  \TOW,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress, 

-iN   My  God !  support  thy  Son, 
"When  horrors  dark  my  soul  oppress, 
Oh !  leave  me  not  alone  !" 

2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears ; 
God  heard  him,  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chased  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death, 

His  throne  's  exalted  high  ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 
Shall  worship, — or  shall  die. 

4  The  meek  and  humble  soul  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be, 
With  joys  immortal,  fed. 

5  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 

Of  our  incarnate  God ; 
And  nations,  yet  unborn,  possess 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM  23,  L.  M. 

God,  our  Shepherd. 

1  1VTY  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord; 

l"   Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied : 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety,  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows, 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest ; 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food 's  divinely  blest. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  mistake ; 

But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace, 

And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 

4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 


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PSALM   XXIII.  47 

My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 
For  God,  my  shepherd,  "s  with  me  there. 

5  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 

Attend  his  household,  all  their  days; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 

To  seek  his  face,  and  sing  his  praise. 

PSALM  23,  L.  M.,  6  Lines. 

Jehovah,  the  Shepherd  of  his  People. 

1  THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

A  And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  will  attend. 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint. 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  hare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill. 
For  thou,  O  Lord !  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid, 

And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

PSALM  23,  First  Part,  C.  K. 

The  watchful  Shepherd. 

1  ^\J"Y  shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
JH-  Jehovah  is  his  name  : 

In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 

When  I  forsake  his  wavs: 


48  PSALM  XXIII. 

And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  oi  death, 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 

4  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me,  all  my  days ; 
Oh  !  may  thy  house  be  mine  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praise. 

5  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, — 

While  others  go  and  come, — 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 


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PSALM  23,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Gratitude  and  Hope. 

1  If Y  soul !  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 
•i'-L  Proclaim  thy  joys  abroad, 
And  march  with  holy  vigor  on, 

Supported  by  thy  God. 

2  Through  every  winding  maze  of  life, 

His  hand  has  been  my  guide ; 
And,  in  his  long-experienced  care, 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 

3  His  grace,  through  all  the  desert  flows, 

An  unexhausted  stream ; 
That  grace,  on  Zion's  sacred  mount. 
Shall  be  my  endless  theme. 

4  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  time, 

Thy  courts  on  earth  I  love ; 
But  Oh !  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  view  thy  house  above. 

5  There,  joined  with  all  the  shining  band, 

My  soul  would  thee  adore ; — 
A  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed, 
To  be  removed  no  more. 

PSALM  23,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

The  good  Shepherd, 

1  'THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 
A   I  shall  be  well  supplied  : 


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PSALM  XXIII.  49 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  1  want  beside? 

2  lie  leads  me  to  the  place, 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
"Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  Sows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

lie  doth  my  soul  reclaim ; 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  "While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 
Tho1  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  Amid  surrounding  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  oversows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  foll'wing  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 

Xor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  23,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 

The  Presence  of  Christ, 

1  1VIIILE  my  Redeemer  's  near, 

» '    My  shepherd,  and  my  guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear  ; 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  To  ever-fragrant  meads, 

"Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose, 

3  Dear  Shepherd !  if  I  stray, 

My  wandering  feet  restore ; 
And  guard  me  with  thy  watchful  eye, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


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PSALM  23,  H.  M. 

The  faithful  Shepherd. 

_)herd's  name  is  Love — 
Jehovah,  God  above ; 


MY  Shep 
Jehov 


50  PSALM  XXIII. 

Where  tender  herbage  grows, 
And  peaceful  water  Sows, 
He  gently  leads,  lie  kindly  feeds, 
And  lulls  me  then  to  sweet  repose. 

2  If  e'er  I  heedless  stray, 

He  shows  my  feet  the  way ; 
Yea,  though  through  dreary  glades, 
I  walk  in  dismal  shades, 
Xo  harm  I  fear,  for  thou  art  near, 
Thy  faithful  staff  my  progress  aids. 

3  "When  raging  foes  surround, 
My  comforts  still  abound ; 

I  breathe  a  fragrant  air, 
And  feed  on  sweetest  fare : 
Thus  in  thy  fold,  when  worn  and  old, 
I  '11  dwell  secure  beneath  thy  care. 


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PSALM  23,  Us. 

The  Care  of  the  good  Shepherd. 

1  THE  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know ; 
-L   I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe-folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  now, 

Kestores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 
oppressed. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death,  though 

I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
Xo  harm  can  befall,  with  my  comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth 
o'er; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anoint  est  my  head ; 
Oh !  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God ! 

Still  follow  my  steps,  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
I  seek — by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn — thy  king- 
dom of  love. 

PSALM  23,  7s. 

The  heavenly  Shepherd. 

1  TO  thy  pastures,  fair  and  large, 

1   Heavenly  Shepherd !  lead  thy  charge ; 


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PSALM  XXIV.  51 

And  my  couch,  with  tenclerest  care, 
Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet, 
To  the  streams,  that,  still  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread, 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread ; 
With  thy  rod  and  staff  supplied, 
This  my  guard — and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant,  to  my  latest  end, 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend ; 
And  shalt  hid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 

PSALM  24,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Saints  dicell  in  Heaven. 

1  THIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

J-  And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds  ; 
He  raised  the  building  on  the  seas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling-place. 

2  But  there  's  a  brighter  world  on  high, — 
Thy  palace,  Lord !  above  the  sky : 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  Ms  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He,  who  abhors,  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean; 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
"Who  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face ; 
They  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PSALM  24,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Ascension. 

1  "DEJOICE,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high  ! 
-t^  Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? — 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour,  's  he. 

2  Ye  heavenly  gates  !  your  leaves  display, 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way ; 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqueror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 


52  PSALM  XXIV. 

3  Raised  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
lie  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  then*  God. 


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PSALM  24,  TMrd  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Glorification. 

1  A"CR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
yf  Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 

Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : — 
;-  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates! 
Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way." 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  ct  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who?" — 

The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercanie ; 
That  sin,  and  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : — 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 

Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way." 
G  "  "Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  who  ?" — 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possessed ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too ; 

God  over  all,  for  ever  blessed. 

PSALM  24,  C.  X. 

The  Abode  of  Saints. 

1  THE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 
JL   TTith  Adam's  numerous  race ; 
He  raised  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 

And  built  it  on  the  seas. 

2  But  who,  among  the  sons  of  men, 

^lay  visit  thine  abode  ? 
He  that  lias  hands  from  mischief  clean, 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rise,  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  s;race  ■ 


PSALM  XXIV.  53 

This  is  the  lot  of  those,  that  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  our  souls'  immortal  powers 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepare, 

Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors ; 

The  King  of  glory  's  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory !  who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He  rules  the  nations ;  but  to  dwell 
THth  saints  is  his  delight. 

24  PSALM  24,  H.  M. 

Christ  exalted  to  the  Throne. 

1  n  OD  is  gone  up  on  high, 

vT  With  a  triumphant  noise  ; 
The  clarions  of  the  sky 

Proclaim  tlr  angelic  joys: 
Join,  all  on  earth !  rejoice  and  sing, 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

2  God  seen  in  flesh  below, 

For  us  he  reigns  above ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

The  Saviour's  conquering  love  : 
Join  all  on  earth  !  rejoice  and  sing, 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

3  All  power  to  our  great  Lord 

Is  by  the  Father  given  ; 
By  angel-hosts  adored, 

He  reigns  supreme  in  heaven  : 
Join,  all  on  earth  !  rejoice  and  sing. 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

4  High  on  his  holy  seat, 

He  bears  the  righteous  sway ; 
His  foes  beneath  his  feet 

Shall  sink  and,  die  away ; 
Join,  all  on  earth  !  rejoice  and  sing, 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

5  Then  all  the  earth,  renewed 

In  righteousness  divine, 
With  all  the  hotJs  of  God, 

In  one  great  chorus  join: 
Join,  all  on  earth  !  rejoice  and  sing, 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 


54  PSALMS  XXIV,  XXV. 


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PSALM  24,  7s. 

Clirist  and  the  Saints  in  Olory. 

"  TyiDE,  ye  heavenly  gates !  unfold, 

H    Closed  no  more  by  death  and  sin; 
Lo !  the  conquering  Lord  behold ! 

Let  the  King  of  glory  in." 
Hark  !  th'  angelic  host  inquire, — 

"  Who  is  he,  th'  almighty  King?" 
Hark  again !  the  answering  choir 

Thus  in  strains  of  triumph  sing  : — 
I  "  He,  whose  powerful  arm  alone 

On  his  foes  destruction  hurled ; 
He,  who  hath  the  victory  won, 

He,  who  saved  a  ruined  world ; 
He,  who  God's  pure  law  fulfilled, 

Jesus,  the  incarnate  Word ; 
He,  whose  truth  with  blood  was  sealed ; 

He  is  heaven's  all-glorious  Lord." 
"Who  shall  to  this  blest  abode 

Follow  in  the  Saviour's  train?" 
"  They,  who  in  his  cleansing  blood 

Wash  away  each  guilty  stain ; 
They,  whose  daily  actions  prove 

Steadfast  faith,  and  holy  fear, 
Fervent  zeal,  and  grateful  love ; — 

They  shall  dwell  for  ever  here." 

PSALM  25,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Direction. 

T  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 

A  My  trust  is  in  his  name ; 

Let  not  my  foes,  that  seek  my  blood, 

Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 
From  the  first  dawning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord !  I  wait 

With  ever-longing  eyes. 
Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  of  my  youth. 
The  Lord  is  just  and  kind; 

The  meek  shall  learn  1  is  ways, 


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PSALM  XXV.  55 

And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

For  las  own  goodness1  sake 
Ik-  saves  my  soul  from  shame; 

lie  pardons,  though  my  guilt  be  great, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

PSALM  25,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 
Divine  Teaching. 

1  \yHERE  shall  the  man  be  found, 

'  *    That  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 

The  secrets  of  his  heart, 
The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  to  his  covenant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease, 

Before  their  Maker's  face  : 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises, 
In  their  extensive  grace. 

PSALM  25,  Third  Part,  S.  M. 

Backsliding  and  Repentance, 

1  1TIXE  eyes  and  my  desire 
-u-  Are  ever  to  the  Lord ; 

I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near  ; 
"When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Restore  me,  from  those  dangerous  ways, 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod? 

4  With  every  morning's  light, 

My  sorrow  new  begins ; 


56  PSALMS  XXV,  XXYI. 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

5  Oh !  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


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PSALM  25,  Fourth  Part,  S.  M. 

Pleading  for  Mercy, 

1  TO  God,  in  whom  I  trust, 

A  I  lift  my  heart  and  voice ; 
Oh !  let  me  not  be  put  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  foes  rejoice. 

2  Thy  mercies  and  thy  love, 

O  Lord !  recall  to  mind  ; 

And  graciously  continue  still, 

As  thou  wast  ever,  kind. 

3  Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 

Be  blotted  out  by  thee ; 
And,  Oh !  for  thy  great  goodness'  sake, 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 

4  His  mercy  and  his  truth 

The  righteous  Lord  displays, 
In  bringing  wandering  sinners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

PSALM  26,  L.  M. 

Self- Examination. 

1  TUDGE  me,  0  Lord !  and  prove  my  ways, 
u   And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 

Nor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 

2  Among  thy  saints  will  I  appear 

With  hands  well-washed  in  innocence ; 
But,  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 

3  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord ! 

The  temple  where  thine  honors  dwell ; 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

4  Let  not  my  soul  be  joined,  at  last, 

With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  ; 


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PSALM  XXVI.  57 

Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  passed 
Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  26,  H.  M. 

Opening  a  Place  of  Worship, 

1  ]"X  sweet  exalted  strains, 

A  The  King  of  glory  praise ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
He,  at  his  will,  the  world  controls, 
Sustains,  or  sinks,  the  distant  poles. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne — 

His  throne  of  grace  divine ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 

And  wide  his  glories  shine  ; 
Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 
Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

3  Great  King  of  glory !  come, 

And,  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome — 

This  people  as  thine  own  : 
Beneath  this  roof.  Oh !  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Thy  people's  humble  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

All-fragrant,  to  the  skies : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

5  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above ; 
And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
"With  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

PSALM  26,  7s. 

The  House  of  God, 

1   OEARCH  my  heart,  my  actions  prove, 
O  Try  my  thoughts,  as  they  arise; 
For  thy  kindness  and  thy  love 
Ever  are  before  my  eyes. 


58  PSALM  XXVII. 

2  I  have  loved  the  hallowed  place, 

"Where  thine  honor  doth  abide ; 
To  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 

Lord !  my  erring  footsteps  guide. 

3  Gather  not  my  soul  with  those, 

Who  their  deeds  of  blood  pursue ; 
Who,  thy  justice  to  oppose, 

Hold  the  tempting  bribe  to  view. 

4  Keep  my  soul  from  all  offence ; 

All  my  supplications  hear  ; 
As  I  walk  in  innocence, 

Let  me,  Lord !  thy  mercy  share. 


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PSALM  27,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Church,  our  Delight  and  Safety, 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
J-  And  my  salvation  too  ; 

God  is  my  strength, — nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires, — 

Oh !  grant  me  an  abode, 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, — 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

PSALM  27,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Prayer  and  Hope. 

SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, — 
"  Ye  children !  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, — 
"  I  '11  seek  my  Father's  face." 


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PSALM  XXVII.  59 

2  Let  not  thy  lace  be  hid  from  ine, 

Uor  frown  my  soul  away  : 
God  of  my  life  !  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believed. 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief; — 
Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints ! 

And  keep  your  courage  up ; 
He  "11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  27,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Guifs  Sanctuary,  a  Refuge. 

1  pRANT  me  within  thy  courts  a  place, 

v3   Among  thy  saints  a  Beat ; 
For  ever  to  behold  thy  face, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet ; 

2  In  thy  pavilion  to  abide. 

When  storms  of  trouble  blow, 
And  in  thy  tabernacle  hide, 
Secure  from  every  foe. 

3  Then  leave  me  not  when  griefs  assail, 

And  earthly  comforts  rlee ; 
When  father,  mother,  kindred  fail, 
My  God  !  remember  me. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  with  courage  wait, 

My  soul !   disdain  to  fear  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  is  at  the  gate, 
And  thy  redemption  near. 

PSALM  27,  7s. 

Gid,  the  Orphan's  Hope. 

I  TVriTEX  my  cries  ascend  to  thee, 
■  I    Hear,  Jehovah  !  from  afar  ; 
J  et  thy  tender  mercies  be 
Still  propitious  to  my  prayer. 


60  PSALMS  XXVII,  XXVIII 

When  thou  badest  me  seek  thy  face, 
Quickly  did  my  heart  reply, 

Besting  on  thv  word  of  grace, — 

"Thee  I  01  seek,  O  Lord  most  high!" 

2  Should  the  world  deceitful  prove, 

And  no  more  its  help  I  share, — 
Though  decayed  a  mother's  love, 

Though  withdrawn  a  father's  care, — 
Then  Jehovah's  guardian  eye 

Shall  my  orphan  state  defend, 
Shall  a  parent's  place  supply, — 

He,  my  guardian,  father,  friend. 


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PSALM  27,  7s  and  6s, 

Confidence  in  GocL 

1  H  OD  is  my  strong  salvation, 
vJ  What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  light,  my  help  is  near  : 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance, 

My  soul !  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate  : 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

nis  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen, 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

PSALM  28,  L.  M. 

Prayer  and  Deliverance  from   Temptation. 

1  TO  thee,  O  Lord !  I  raise  my  cries, 
J-   My  fervent  prayer  in  mercy  hear ; 
For  ruin  waits  my  trembling  soul, 

If  thou  refuse  a  gracious  ear. 

2  While  suppliant  toward  thy  holy  hill, 

I  lift  my  feeble  hands  to  pray, 

Afford  thy  grace,  nor  drive  me  still 

With  impious  hypocrites  away. 


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PSALMS  XXVIII    XXIX.  61 

0  For  ever  "blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Whose  mercy  hears  my  mournful  voice! 
My  heart,  that  trusted  in  his  word, 

In  his  salvation  shall  rejoice. 
•i  Let  every  saint,  in  sore  distress, 

By  faith  approach  his  Saviour  God  : 
Then  grant,  O  Lord !  thy  pard'ning  grace, 

And  feed  thy  church  with  heavenly  food. 

PSALM  28,  C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  evil  Companions. 

1  THE  giddy  world,  with  flattering  tongue, 
J-    Had  charmed  my  soul  astray  ; 

And  lured  my  heedless  feet  to  death, 
Along  the  flowery  way. 

2  For  me  they  dug  the  secret  pit. 

And  formed  the  hidden  snare  ; 
Thoughtless,  I  followed  where  they  led, 
Xor  saw  destruction  near. 
8  My  heart,  with  agonizing  prayer, 
Besought  the  Lord  to  save : 
Unseen,  he  seized  my  trembling  hand, 
And  brought  me  from  the  grave. 

4  He  broke  the  charm  which  drew  my  feet 

To  darkness  and  the  dead : 
From  lips  profane,  and  tongue  impure, 
With  trembling  steps  I  tied. 

5  Homeward  I  rlew  to  rind  my  God, 

And  seek  his  face  divine  ; 
Restored  to  peace,  to  hope,  to  life, 

To  Zion's  friends  and  mine. 
G  ICy  lips  thy  wondrous  works  shall  sing, 

My  heart  adore  thy  grace; 
Thenceforth  be  love  my  sweet  employ, 

And  all  my  pleasure  praise. 

PSALM  29,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Storm  and   Thunder. 

GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame ! 
Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power ; 
Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 
2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud, 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land 


62  PSALM  XXIX. 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  He  speaks, — and  tempest,  hail  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around ; 
The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  sound. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  lo  !  the  stately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  valleys  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  site  sovereign  on  the  flood ; 

The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  king ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 


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PSALM  29,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  powerful  God. 

1  "DTERXAL  God,  eternal  King. 

-t^  Ruler  of  heaven,  and  earth  beneath ! 
From  thee  our  hopes,  our  comforts  spring ; 
Tn  thee  we  live,  and  move,  and  breathe. 

2  Thy  word  brought  forth  the  flaming  sun, 

the  changeful  moon,  the  starry  host ; 
In  thine  appointed  course  they  run, 
TiU  in  the  final  ruin  lost. 

3  At  thy  command  the  storm  is  dumb  : 

And  to  the  sea  thy  power  hath  said, — 
"  Xo  further  shalt  thou  dare  to  come, 
And  here  shall  thy  proud  waves  be  stayed." 

4  Thy  sway  is  known  below,  above, 

And  full  of  majesty  thy  voice  ; 

And,  as  it  speaks  in  wrath  or  love, 

The  nations  tremble  or  rejoice. 

5  The  final,  awful  hour  is  near, 

Time  passes  on  with  ceaseless  tread, 
When  opening  graves  thy  voice  shall  hear, 
And  render  up  the  sleeping  dead. 

6  Oh  !  in  that  great  decisive  day, 

May  we  be  found  in  Christ,  and  stand, 
While  flaming  worlds  shall  melt  away, 
Owned  and  approved  at  thy  right  hand. 


PS  ALMS  XXIX.  XXX.  63 

^q  PSALM  29,  Us. 

/&Xj  Ascriptions  of  Glory  to  God. 

1  n  IVE  glory  to  God  in  the  highest :  give  praise, 

vJ  Ye  noble  I  ye  mighty]  with  joyful  accord  ; 

All- wise  are  his  counsels,  all  perfect  his  ways  ; 

In  the  beauty  of  holiness  worship  the  Lord. 

2  The  voice  of  the  Lord  on  the  ocean  is  known, 

The  God  of  eternity  thunders  abroad : 
The  voice  of  the  Lord,  from  the  depth  of  his  throne, 
Is  terror  and  power ; — all  nature  is  awed. 

3  At  the  voice  of  the  Lord,  the  tall  cedars  are  bowed, 

And  towers  from  their  base  into  ruin  are  hurled ; 
The  voice  of  the  Lord,  from  the  dark-bosomed 
cloud, 
Dissevers  the  lightning  in  flames  o'er  the  world, 
■i  The  voice  of  the  Lord,  thro'  the  calm  of  the  wood, 
Awakens  its  echoes,  strikes  light  thro'  its  caves ; 
The  Lord  sitteth  King  on  the  turbulent  flood ; 
The  winds  are  his  servants. — his  servants  the 
wave-. 
5  The  Lord  is  the  strength  of  his  people ;  the  Lord 
Gives  health  to  his  chosen,  and  peace  evermore ; 
Then  throng  to  his  temple,  his  glory  record ; 
But  Oh!  when  he  speaketh — in  silence  adore. 


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PSALM  30,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Divine  Compassion  acknowledged. 

1  T  WILL  extol  thee.  Lord  !  on  high  ; 
X  At  thy  command  diseases  fly ; 
Who,  but  a  God.  can  speak,  and  save 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  \ 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  !  and  prove 
How  large  his  grace — how  kind  his  love ; 
Let  all  your  powers  rejoice,  and  trace 
The  wondrous  records  of  his  grace. 

3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays : 
His  love  is  life,  and  length  of  days ; 
Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
The  morning  star  restores  the  joy. 

PSALM  30,  Second  Part,  L.  K. 

Divine  Compassion  acknowledged. 

1  17LRM  was  my  health :  my  day  was  bright; 
-*-    And  I  presumed  *t  would  ne'er  be  night : 


64  PSALM  XXXI. 

Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, — 

"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long ; 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 

3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee,  my  God ! — 

"  AVhat  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood? 

Deep  in  the  dust,  can  I  declare 

Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 

4  Ci  Hear  me,  0  God  of  grace  !"  I  said, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead:" 
Thy  word  rebuked  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  removed  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turned  to  joy  and  praises  now ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
For  sickness  healed,  and  sins  forgiven. 


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PSALM  31,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  TXTO  thy  hand,  0  God  of  truth  ! 
J-  My  spirit  I  commit ; 

Thou  hast  redeemed  my  soul  from  death, 
And  saved  me  from  the  pit. 

2  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  cried, 

"  Though  I  draw  near  the  dust ;" 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 

3  Oh !  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  servant  shine  ; 
And  save  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
For  I  'm  entirely  thine. 

4  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free! 

How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  who  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises ! 


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PSALM  XXXI.  65 

5  Oh !  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints . 
And  ring  his  praises  loud; 
He  '11  hend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

PSALM  31,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 

1  ^\ FY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
Jl  My  God,  my  help,  my  trust ! 

Thou  hast  preserved  my  lace  from  shame, 
Mine  honor  from  the  dust. 

2  Hew  great  deliverance  thou  hast  wrought, 

Before  the  sons  of  men ! 
The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought, 
And  made  then-  boasting  vain  ! 

3  Thy  children,  from  the  strife  of  tongues, 

Shall  thy  pavilion  hide ; 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride. 

4  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord ! 

Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 
No  fenced  city,  walled  and  barred, 
Secures  a  saint  so  well. 

PSALM  31,  Third  Part,  C.  K. 

Trust  in  God  as  a  Father. 

1  1 TY  God !  my  Father !  blissful  name ! 
JHl  Oh  !  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  \ 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  : 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  \ 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise  ; 
Oh !  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  "Whatever  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh  !  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
Let  me  but  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

5  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart, 

li* 


66  PSALMS  XXXI   XXXII 

Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

6  My  God  !  my  Father !  he  thy  name 
My  solace  and  my  stay  ; 
Oh !  wilt  thou  seal  my  humble  claim, 
And  drive  my  fears  away  ? 


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PSALM  31,  7s. 

God,  a  Rock  and  Fortress. 

1  T  ORD !  I  look  for  all  to  thee  ; 
J^  Thou  hast  been  a  rock  to  me : 
Still  thy  wonted  aid  afford ; 

Still  be  near,  my  shield,  my  sword ! 

I  my  soul  commit  to  thee, 

Lord !  thy  blood  has  ransomed  me. 

2  Faint  and  sinking  on  my  road, 
Still  I  cling  to  thee,  my  God! 
Bending  'neath  a  weight  of  woes, 
Harassed  by  a  thousand  foes, 
Hope  still  chides  my  rising  fears  ; 
Joys  still  mingle  with  my  tears. 

3  On  thy  word  I  take  my  stand ; 
All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 
Make  thy  face  upon  me  shine  ; 
Take  me  'neath  thy  wings  divine : 
Lord  !  thy  grace  is  all  my  trust ; 
Save,  Oh!  save  thy  trembling  dust. 

4  Oh  !  what  mercies  still  attend 

Those  who  make  the  Lord  their  friend  ! 
Sweetly,  safely  shall  they  'bide 
'Xeath  his  eye,  and  at  his  side  : 
Lord!  may  this  my  station  be: 
Seek  it,  all  ye  saints !  with  me. 

PSALM  32,  Pirst  Part,  L.  M. 

Pardon  and  Obedience. 

BLEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest, 
Whose  guilt  is  pardoned  by  his  God; 
Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confessed, 
And  covered  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  * 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 


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PSALM  XXXII.  67 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

How  glorious  is  that  righteousness, 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  gins! 

While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace, 

Through  his  whole  life,  appears  and  shines. 

PSALM  32,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Confession  and  Pardon. 

tl/HlLE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 
J »    My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 

What  torments  doth  my  conscience  feel! 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart ! 

I  spread  my  Bins  before  the  Lord, 

And  all  my  secret  faults  confess ; 
Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pard'ning  word, 

Thy  Holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat; 

When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
There  shall  they  rind  a  blest  retreat. 

:  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

When  days  grow  dark  and  storms  appear! 
And,  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 

Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

PSALM  32,  S.  M. 

Forgiveness  of  Sins. 

1  ATI!  blessed  souls  are  they, 

v/  Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er; — 
Divinely  hk-t.  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound; 

Till  I  confessed  my  sins  to  thee, 

And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne; 


6S  PSALM  XXXIII. 


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Our  help,  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

PSALM  33,  First  Part,  C.  K. 

iVurks  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  "DEJOICE,  ye  righteous!  in  the  Lord; 
Jft»  This  work  belongs  to  you ; 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word ; 
How  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy,  and  his  righteousness, 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  arches  spread  ; 
And,  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  then  appointed  deep : 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth  ! 

With  fear  before  him  stand : 
He  spake — and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 

*  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  designs ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

PSALM  33,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  "DLEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
-D  Hath  fixed  his  gracious  throne ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 

And  calls  the  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  survey, 

Does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 
He  formed  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 

3  God  Is  our  fear,  and  God  our  trust. 

When  plagues  or  famine  spread: 


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PSALMS  XXXIII,  XXXIV.  69 

watchful  i  -  the  just, 

Among-  ten  thousand  dead. 

4  Lord  !  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  bless  us  from  thy  throne  : 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM  33,  L.  P.  M. 

[forks  of  Crf.it ion   and  Providence. 

1  V"E  holy  souls!  in  God  rejoice  : 

J-    Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice ; 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature  and  ot  grace ; — 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true  ! 

2  Justice  and  truth  lie  ever  loves  : 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves ; 

His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread : 
How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south! 
And.  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth, 

Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide-flowing  seas, — 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place, — 

In  the  vast  store-house  of  the  deep  : 
He  spake — and  gave  ah  nature  birth  : 
And  tires  and  seas,  and  heaven  and  earth, 

His  everlasting  orders  keep. 

4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power. 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
Vain  are  their  thoughts,  and  weak  their  hands ; 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM  34,  First  Part,  L.  M. 
Care  of  his  Saints, 

LORD !  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days : 
Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
ATy  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  Ids  name ; 


70  PSALM  XXXIY. 

I  sought  th'  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  liim  all  my  secret  grief,— 

My  secret  groaning  reached  his  ears ; 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calmed  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, — 

With  heavenly  joy  their  faces  shine ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord : 
Oh  \  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  saints ! 
Taste  of  his  grace  and  trust  his  word. 


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PSALM  34,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Religious  Education. 

1  pHILDREN  ! — in  years  and  knowledge  young, 
\J  Your  parents1  hope,  your  parents'  joy, — 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue  ; 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state, 
Restrain  your  feet  from  impious  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

o  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries ; 
He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 

4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts, 

God,  with  his  grace,  is  ever  nigh ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 

5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 

His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death ; 
His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, — 
They  in  his  praise  employ  their  breath. 


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PSALM  34,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Praise  for  eminent  Deliverance. 

'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day ; 
How  good  are  all  his  ways! 


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PSALM  XXXIV.  71 

Ye  humble  souls,  who  love  to  pray  ! 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing,  to  the  houor  of  his  name, 

Iknv  a  poor  sinner  cried  ; 
Nor  was  his  hope  exposed  to  shame, 
Not  was  his  suit  denied. 

3  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distrc 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease, 

And  silenced  all  my  fears. 

-i  O  sinners !  come  and  taste  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 

5  lie  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents, 

Round  where  his  children  dwell ; 
What  ills  their  heavenly  care  prevents, 
Xo  earthly  tongue  can  tell. 

6  Oh  !  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his ! 

His  eye  regards  the  just : 
How  richly  blest  their  portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 

PSALM  34,  Seoond  Part,  C.  M. 

Praise  for  .Mercies  received. 

THEE  will  I  bless,  0  Lord,  my  God ! 
To  thee  my  voice  I  '11  raise, 
For  ever  spread  thy  name  abroad, 
And  daily  sing  thy  praise. 

^ly  soul  shall  glory  in  the  Lord, 

His  wondrous  acts  proclaim  ; 
Oh !  let  us  now  his  love  record, 

And  magnify  his  name. 

Mine  eyes  beheld  his  heavenly  light, 

When  I  implored  his  grace  ; 
I  saw  his  glory  with  delight, 

And  joy  beamed  o'er  my  face. 

Oh !  taste  and  see  that  God  is  good, 

Ye,  who  on  him  rely ! 
He  shall  your  souls  with  heavenly  food, 

And  grace  and  strength,  supply. 


72  PSALM  XXXIV. 


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PSALM  34,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Trusting  and  Praising   God. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
-L   In  trouble,  and  in  joy, 

The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all,  who  are  distressed, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  Oh  !  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name ; 
^When  in  distress  to  him  I  called, 
He  tc  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all, 
"Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  Oh  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ; 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  ye  saints  !  and  ye  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  ye  his  service  your  delight, — 
He  ?11  make  your  wants  his  care. 

PSALM  34,  8s. 

Evening. 

1  TXSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 

J-  Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  thine  ! 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 

I,  sleeping  and  waking,  resign  : 
If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ministering  spirits  descend, 

to  watch  while  thy  saints  are  asleep ; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 
The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep  : 


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PSALMS  XXXV.  XXXVI.  7u 

Bright  seraphs,  dispatched  from  the  throne, 
Repair  to  their  stations  assigned ; 

And  angels  elect  are  sent  down. 
To  guard  the  redeemed  of  mankind. 

Thy  worship  no  interval  knows  : 

Their  fervor  is  still  on  the  wing ; 
And,  while  they  protect  my  repose. 

They  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King. 
I,  too,  at  the  season  ordained. 

Their  chorus  for  ever  shall  join  ; 
And  love  and  adore,  without  end, 

Their  faithful  Creator,  and  mine. 

PSALM  35,  8s,  7s,  and  4. 

Christ  exalted  over  his  Foes. 

1  TO!  the  Lord,  the  mighty  Saviour, 

Ju  Quits  the  grave,  the  throne  to  claim ; 
Object  of  his  endless  tavor, 

God  o'er  all  exalts  his  name ; 
Those  who  hate  him — 

Clothed  with  everlasting  shame. 

2  Shout  for  joy — with  songs  of  praises, 

Ye,  who  in  his  name  delight ! 
Shout — for  God  our  Saviour  raises 

To  his  throne  in  endless  might ; 
?T  is  Jehovah — 

Crowns  our  Lord,  in  realms  of  light. 

3  God  his  servant  lifts  to  glory, 

Bids  him  all  his  honors  share  : 
Xow,  Jehovah !  we  adore  thee, 

And  thy  righteousness  declare  : 
Endless  praises 

Shall  thy  ransomed  church  prepare. 

PSALM  36,  L.  M. 

Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  TTIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God ! 
J-l  Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud, 

That  veils  or  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 


74  PSALM  XXXYI. 

Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope,  our  comfort  springs ! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

4  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

We  shall  he  fed  with  sweet  repast : 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And,  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 


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PSALM  36,  C.  M. 

The  Presence  and  Protection  of  God. 

1  A  BOTE  these  heavens'  created  rounds, 
•^i-  Thy  mercies,  Lord !  extend  ; 

Thy  truth  out-lives  the  narrow  bounds, 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

2  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep  unfathomed  sea. 

3  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes ; 

Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day, 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise. 

4  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 

PSALM  36,  S.  M. 

Man  sinful,  God  just. 

1  1TTEIEX  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 

i  f    My  heart  within  me  cries, — 
"  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within. 
Xor  fear  before  his  eyes." 

2  lie  walks,  awhile,  concealed 

In  a  self-flattering  dream ; 


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PSALM  XXXXIL  75 

Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  revealed, 
Expose  his  hateful  name. 

3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 

His  •  smooth  and  fair  ; 

lom  is  banished  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 

4  But  there  \s  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear : 
His  justice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
Shall  one  great  day  appear. 

5  His  truth  transcends  th^  sky. 

In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell : 
Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
His  anger  hums  to  hell. 

6  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  safety  springs ! 
Oh  !  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  underneath  his  wings. 

PSALM  37,  First  Part,  C.  M, 

God,  the  Guardian  of  the  Pious. 

1  "VOW  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 
li   And  practice  all  that  \s  good; 

So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  he  '11  provide  me  food. 

2  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will ; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfill. 

3  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

4  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 

And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  given. 

PSALM  37,  Second  Part.  C.  M. 

The  Safety  of  the  Righteous. 

1   ^\J"r  God!  the  steps  of  pious  men 
Ml.  Are  ordered  by  thy  will ; 


76  PSALMS  XXXVII,  XXXVIII. 

Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again ; 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways ; 

Their  virtue  he  approves ; 
He  '11  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs. 

Their  portion  and  their  home ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 


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PSALM  37,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Sinner  and  the  Saint. 

THE  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 
Not  fearing  man,  nor  God ; 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

2  And,  lo !  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found, 
"Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

3  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  : 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

4  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

Preserved  from  every  snare ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promised  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

PSALM  38,  C.  M. 

Severe  Chastisement  deprecated. 

1  {  MIDST  thy  wrath,  remember  love, 
-^  Restore  thy  servant,  Lord ! 

Nor  let  a  father's  chastening  prove, 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 

2  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 
The  burden,  Lord !  I  cannot  bear, 
Nor  e'er  the  guilt  atone. 

8  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 
Thine  eye  counts  every  tear ; 


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And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 

4  But  I  '11  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 
And  grieve  for  all  my  sin; 
I  '11  mourn  how  weak  my  graces  be, 
And  beg  support  divine. 

0  My  God !  forgive  my  follies  past, 

And  be  for  ever  nigh ; 

0  Lord  of  my  salvation !  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die. 

PSALM  39,  L.  M. 

B  rev  it  ij  of  h  tun  an  I.  ife . 

OH!  let  me,  gracious  Lord!  extend 
My  view,  to  life's  approaching  end : 
What  are  my  days  'i — a  span,  their  line  ; 
And  what  my  age,  compared  with  thine  \ 

2  Our  life  advancing  to  its  close. 

While  scarce  its  earliest  dawn  it  knows, 
Swift,  through  an  empty  shade  Ave  rim, 
And  vanity  and  man  are  one. 

3  God  of  my  fathers !  here,  as  they, 

1  walk,  the  pilgrim  of  a  day ; 

A  transient  guest,  thy  works  admire, 
And  instant  to  my  home  retire. 

4  Oh!  spare  me.  Lord!  in  mercy,  spare. 
And  nature's  failing  strength  repair : 
Ere,  life's  short  circuit  wandered  o'er, 
I  perish,  and  am  seen  no  more. 

PSALM  39,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Vanity  of  Man. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
1    Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ! 

I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  e<  a  boast, — 

An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust. 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain 


78  PSALM  XXXIX. 

Tbey  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  the  noise  is  vain. 

♦i  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show ; 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 


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PSALM  39,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Sick-bed  Devotion. 

1  H  OD  of  my  life !  look  gently  down, 
VX  Behold  the  pains  I  feel ! 

But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne. 
Xor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord ! 

They  come  at  thy  command ; 

I  '11  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 

Against  thy  chastening  hand. 

3  Yet  I  may  plead  with  humble  cries, — 

"Kemove  thy  sharp  rebukes; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes." 

4  Crushed  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

We  moulder  to  the  dust ; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand, 
And  all  our  beauty 's  lost. 

5  I'm  but  a  stranger  here  below, 

As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well-prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 

6  But,  if  my  life  be  spared  awhile, 

Before  my  last  remove, 
Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I  '11  declare  thv  love. 


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PSALM  XXXIX.  79 

PSALM  39,  S.  M. 

The  Brevity  of  Life. 

1  T  ORD  !  let  me  know  mine  end, — 
Jj  My  days,  how  brief  their  date  ; 

That  I  may  timely  comprehend, 
How  frail  my  Lest  estate. 

2  My  life  is  but  a  span, 

Mine  age  is  naught  with  thee ; 
What  is  the  highest  boast  of  man 
But  dust  and  vanity  '. 

3  Dumb  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 

For  thou  hast  brought  me  low  ; 
Remove  thy  judgments,  lest  I  die; 
I  faint  beneath  thy  blow. 

4  At  thy  rebuke,  the  bloom 

Of  man's  vain  beauty  flies  ; 
And  grief  shall,  like  a  moth,  consume 
All  that  delights  our  eyes. 

5  Have  pity  on  my  fears ; 

Hearken  to  my  request ; 
Turn  not  in  silence  from  my  tears, 
But  give  the  mourner  rest. 

G  Oh  !  spare  me  yet,  I  pray, 
Awhile  my  strength  restore, 
Ere  I  am  summoned  hence  away, 
And  seen  on  earth  no  more. 

PSALM  39,  7s  and  6s. 

Human  Frailty. 

1  AH !  what  is  earthly  pleasure, 

\J  Compared  with  thy  rich  grace? 
Lord  !  teach  us  how  to  measure 

The  remnant  of  our  days, — 
How  brief  is  our  existence, 

How  frail  a  tiling  is  man  ; 
And  grant  us  thine  assistance, 

This  feeble  life  to  scan. 

2  How  soon  the  hours  of  gladness, 

That  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
Are  changed  to  gloom  and  sadness, 
Or  filled  with  deep  dismay  ! 


80  PSALM  XL. 

Man,  in  his  best  condition, 

Is  vanity  and  dust ; 
Soon  past  the  fleeting  vision ; 

He  then  gives  up  the  ghost. 
3  Earth's  treasures  quickly  leavo  us, 

Its  honors  ne'er  endure ; 
Its  pleasures  hut  deceive  us, 

Its  hopes  are  insecure : 
But,  Lord !  while  time  so  fleeting 

Is  filled  with  many  a  snare, 
My  soul  on  thee  is  waiting, 

I  '11  trust  thy  guardian  care. 


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PSALM  49,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Deliverance  from  deep  Distress, 

1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord,  - 
J-  He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry ; 

He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where,  mourning,  long  I  lay ; 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet — 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue, 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I  '11  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear; 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear.. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord!  how  great! 
We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

PSALM  40,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Incarnation  and  Atonement  of  Christ. 

1  "DEHOLD !  the  blest  Redeemer  comes, 
-D  Th'  eternal  Son  appears, 

And,  at  th'  appointed  time,  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 

2  Much  he  revealed  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  showed, 


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PSALMS  XL,  XLI.  81 

lie  preached  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

3  IE3  Father's  honor  touched  his  heart, 

He  pitied  sinners'  cries  ; 
And,  to  fulfill  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

4  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 

Could  wash  the  conscience  clean ; 
But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 

PSALM  40,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

God's  Infinite  Love, 

1  A  LOPwD  !  how  infinite  thy  love ! 
V/  How  wondrous  are  thy  ways ! 
Let  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above, 

Combine  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Man  in  immortal  beauty  shone, 

Thy  noblest  work  below  ; 
Too  soon  by  sin  made  heir  alone 

To  death  and  endless  woe. 
o  Then — "  Lo  !  I  come,1'  the  Saviour  said ; 

Oh !  be  his  name  adored, 
Who,  with  his  blood,  our  ransom  paid, 

And  life  and  bliss  restored. 

PSALM  41,  L.  M. 

Blessedness  of  the  .Merciful. 

BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  heart  doth  move, 
And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor ; 
Whose  soul,  by  sympathising  love, 
Teels  what  his  fallow-saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives,  for  their  relief, 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 

With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth, 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven ; 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 


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PSALM  42,  L.  M. 

Trusting  in  God,  in  Times  of  Despondency, 

1  MY  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord ! 
-L'A  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind; 
And  times  of  past  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

"When  I  address  his  throne  hy  day ; 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; — 
The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 

3  I  '11  cast  myself  hefore  his  feet, 

And  say — "  My  God,  my  heavenly  Eock ! 
Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

The  soul,  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  ?" 

4  I  '11  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low  : 

Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord  and  praise  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

5  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still ; 

Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill, 
My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy! 

PSALM  42,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Desertion  and  Hope, 

1  ^^TITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 

M    My  God!  to  thee  I  look  ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 
And  taste,  the  cooling  brook. 

2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 
My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  'T  is  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

4  But  why,  my  soul !  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 
And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

5  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove ; 


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PSALM  XLII.  83 

For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 
And  ring  love. 

PSALM  42,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Thir  (rud. 

1  4  8  pants  tlie  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

A   When  heated  in  the  chase, 

>nga  my  soul,  O  God!  fur  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God.  the  living  God ! 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ! 
Oh  !  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine ! 

3  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days. 

When  thou,  O  Lord  !  wast  nigh  ; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  hlessed  than  I. 

4  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul? 

Trust  God,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
Hi-  praise  again,  and  find  him  still 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 

PSALM  42,  7s. 

Prayer  and  Hope  in  Affliction. 

1  TTEAPtKEX.  Lord !  to  my  complaints, 
-tl  For  my  soul  within  me  faints  ; 
Thee,  far  oil.  I  call  to  mind, 

In  the  land  I  left  behind, 

Where  the  streams  of  Jordan  flow, 

Where  the  heights  of  Hermon  glow. 

2  Tempest-tossed,  my  failing  bark 
Founders  on  the  ocean  dark ; 
Deep  to  deep  around  me  calls, 
With  the  rush  of  water-falls  ; 
While  I  plunge  to  lower  caves, 
Overwhelmed  by  all  thy  waves. 

3  Once  the  morning's  earliest  light 
Brought  thy  mercy  to  my  sight, 
And  my  wakeful  song  was  heard 
Later  than  the  evening-bird  ; 
Hast  thou  all  my  prayers  forgot  ? 
Dost  thou  scorn,  or  hear  them  not  ? 

4  Why,  my  soul !   art  thou  perplexed  ? 
Why  with  faithless  troubles  vexed? 


84  PSALM  XLIII. 

Hope  in  God,  whose  saving  name 
Thou  shalt  joyfully  proclaim, 
"When  his  countenance  shall  shine, 
Through  the  clouds  that  darken  thine. 


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PSALM  43,  C.  M. 

Prayer  in  *3ffl,iction. 

1  TUDGE  me,  O  God !  and  plead  my  cause 
u   Against  a  sinful  race ; 

From  vile  oppression  and  deceit, 
Secure  me  hy  thy  grace. 

2  On  thee  my  steadfast  hope  depends ; 

And  I  am  left  to  mourn  ? 
To  sink  in  sorrows,  and  in  vain 
Implore  thy  kind  return  ? 

Oh !  send  thy  light  to  guide  my  feet, 

And  bid  thy  truth  appear ; 
Conduct  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there. 

4  Then  to  thine  altar,  0  my  God ! 
My  joyful  feet  shall  rise, 
And  my  triumphant  songs  shall  praise 
The  God,  who  rules  the  skies. 

PSALM  43,  H.  M. 

Commencement  of  public   Worship, 

\]~OW,  to  thy  sacred  house, 
-Li    I  turn  my  willing  feet, 
Where  saints,  with  morning  vows, 

In  full  assembly  meet : 
Thy  power  divine 

Shall  there  be  shown, 

And  from  thy  throne 
Thy  mercy  shine. 

Oh !  send  thy  light  abroad ; 

Thy  truth,  with  heavenly  ray, 
Shall  lead  my  soul  to  God, 

And  guide  my  doubtful  way ; 
I  '11  hear  thy  word 

With  faith  sincere, 

And  learn  to  fear 
And  praise  the  Lord. 


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PSALM.-  XLIII,  XLIV.  85 

3  Here  reach  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  all  my  sorrows  heal ; 
Ilere  health  and  strength  divine, 
Oh !  make  my  bosom  feel ; 

Like  balmy  dew. 

Shall  Jesus'  voice 

My  heart  rejoice, 
And  strength  renew. 

4  Now  in  thy  holy  hill, 

Before  thine  altar.  Lord ! 
My  harp  and  song  shall  sound 

The  glories  of  thy  word  : 
O  God  of  grace ! 

Henceforth  to  thee, 

My  life  shall  he 
A  hymn  of  praise. 

PSALM  43,  7s. 

Prayer  in  Distress. 

1  JUDGE  me,  Lord  !  in  righteousness  ; 
d   Plead  for  me  in  my  distress ; 
Good  and  merciful  thou  art : 

Bind  this  "bleeding,  broken  heart ; 
Cast  me  not  despairing  hence ; 
Be  thy  love  my  confidence. 

2  Send  thy  light  and  truth,  to  guide 
Me,  too  prone  to  turn  aside. 

On  thy  holy  hill  to  rest. 
In  thy  courts  for  ever  blest : 
There  to  God,  my  hope,  my  joy, 
Praise  shall  all  my  powers  employ. 

3  Why,  my  soul !  art  thou  dismayed ! 
"Why  of  earth  or  hell  afraid  ? 
Trust  in  God  ;  disdain  to  yield, 
While  o'er  thee  he  casts  his  shield ; 
While  his  countenance  divine 
Sheds  the  light  of  heaven  on  thine. 

PSALM  44,  C.  M. 
Cojjiplaint  in  Declension, 

1  T  ORD  !  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
•1^  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  davs  : 


86  PSALM  XLY. 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 

Aud  make  thy  gospel  known  : 
Among  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 

3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day  ; 

And,  in  a  cheerful  throng, 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray  ; 
And  grace  was  all  then*  song. 

4  But  now  our  souls  are  seized  with  shame ; 

Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 

5  Eedeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God ! 
TTe  plead  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thv  blood. 


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PSALM  45,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Christ. 


sins 


1  XTOTV  be  my  heart  inspired,  to  si 

-L*    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  Kin 
Jesus,  the  Lord. — how  heavenly  fair 
His  form !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord ! 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword ; 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

^Vith  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God  !  for  ever  stands  ; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

5  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 
And,  with  his  sacred  Spirit,  blest 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  re-t. 


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PSALM  XLV.  87 

PSALM  45,  Second  Part,  I.  M. 

Christ  and  his  Church. 

1  THE  King  of  saints. — how  fair  his  lace ! 
A  Adorned  with  majesty  and  grace, 

He  conies,  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  bis  love. 

2  At  his  right  band,  our  eyes  behold 
The  queen,  arrayed  in  purest  gold ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  Oh !  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies; 

And  all  thy  sons,  a  numerous  train, 
Each,  like  a  prince,  in  glory  reign. 

4  Let  endless  honors  crown  his  head; 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread ; 
While  we,  with  cheerful  songs,  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

PSALM  45,  C.  M. 

Christ  ayid  his  glorious  Reign. 

1  T  'LL  speak  the  honors  of  my  King, — 
J-  His  form  divinely  fair  : 

Xone  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed ; 
Thy  God,  with  blessings  infinite, 
Hath  crowned  thy  sacred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince ! 

Kide  with  majestic  sway; 
Thy  terror  shall  strike  through  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey. 

4  Thy  throne,  0  God  I  for  ever  stands  ; 

thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  the  saints  by  love. 

5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still. 

But  mercv  is  thv  choice ; 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 


88  PSALM  XLV. 

a  p.  PSALM  45,  S.  M. 

QO  The  Glory  of  Christ, 

1  "^["Y  Saviour  and  my  King ! 
JH.  Thy  beauties  are  divine ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 

And  every  grace  is  thine. 

2  Xow  make  thy  glory  known ; 

Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride,  in  majesty,  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 

Or  melt  then*  hearts  t'  obey; 
"While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God !  are  right ; 

thy  throne  shall  ever  stand, 
And  thy  victorious  gospel  prove 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 


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PSALM  45,  H.  M. 

Christ,  the  triumphant  King, 

1  H IRD  on  thy  conquering  sword, 
VjT  Ascend  thy  shining  car; 
And  march,  almighty  Lord ! 

To  wage  thy  holy  war : 
Before  his  wheels, 

In  glad  surprise, 

Ye  valleys !  rise, 
And  sink,  ye  hills ! 

2  Before  thine  awful  face 

Millions  of  foes  shah  fall, 
The  captives  of  thy  grace, — 

That  grace  which  conquers  all : 
The  world  shall  know, 

Great  King  of  kings ! 

"What  wondrous  things 
Thine  arm  can  do. 

3  Here  to  my  waiting  soul, 

Bend  thy  triumphant  way ; 
Here  every  fear  control, 
And  all  thy  power  display  : 


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PSALM  XLYI.  89 

My  heart,  thy  throne, 

I  Most  Jesus!  - 
Submits  to  thee  — 
To  thee  alone. 

PSALM  46,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Church's  Safety  amidst  Desolations. 

1  n  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

VJ  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints. 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled, 

Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world  ; 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  : 
Lite,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

•i  That  saered  stream, — thy  holy  word, — 
Our  grief  allays,  our  fears  controls : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford. 

And  give  new  strength  to  tainting  souls. 

5  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love. 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 

PSALM  46,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

God  reigns  in  Zion. 

1  I*  ET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice. 

-Ij  Though  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rise  : 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, — 

The  nations  melt, — the  tumult  dies. 

2  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shore?, 

He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
^Yhen  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 

3  u  Be  still— and  learn  that  I  am  God  ; 

I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands ; 
I  will  be  known  and  feared  abroad : 
But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands.'1 


90  PSALM  XLYI. 

i  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King  i 

"While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


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PSALM  46,  Third  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Refuge  and  Defence  of  the  Saints, 

GOD  is  our  refuge  and  defence, 
In  trouble  our  unfailing  aid ; 
Secure  in  his  omnipotence, 

What  foe  can  make  our  souls  afraid  ? 

2  Yea,  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock, 

And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurled, 
His  people  smile  amid  the  shock ; 

They  look  beyond  this  transient  world. 

3  There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright, 

Whose  streams  make  glad  the  heavenly  plains, 
Where,  in  eternity  of  light, 
The  city  of  our  God  remains. 

4  Built  by  the  word  of  his  command, 

With  his  unclouded  presence  blest, 
Firm  as  his  throne  the  bulwarks  stand ; 
There  is  our  home,  our  hope,  our  rest. 

5  Thither  let  fervent  faith  aspire  ; 

Our  treasure  and  our  heart  be  there ; 
Oh !  for  a  seraph's  wing  of  fire ! 
No ; — for  the  mightier  wings  of  prayer. 

6  We  reach  at  once  that  last  retreat, 

And  ranged  among  the  ransomed  throng, 
Fall  with  the  elders  at  his  feet, 

Whose  name  alone  inspires  their  song. 

PSALM  46,  C.  M. 

God,  an  unfailing'  Refuge* 

1  p  OD  is  our  refuge,  tried  and  proved, 
VT  Amid  a  stormy  world  ; 

We  will  not  fear  though  earth  be  moved, 
And  hills  in  ocean  hurled. 

2  The  waves  may  roar,  the  mountains  shake, 

Our  comforts  shall  not  cease ; 
The  Lord  his  saints  will  not  forsake ; 
The  Lord  will  give  us  peace. 


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PSALMS  XLVI,  XL VII.  qi 

3  A  gentle  stream  of  hope  and  love 

To  us  shall  ever  flow  : 
It  issues  from  his  throne  above  ; 
It  cheers  his  church  below. 

4  When  earth  and  hell  against  us  came, 

He  spake  and  quelled  their  powers : 
The  Lord  of  hosts  is  still  the  same  ; 
The  God  of  grace  is  ours. 

PSALM  46,  7s.  and  6s.  Peculiar. 

The  River  and  the  City  of  God. 

1  T7ROM  the  throne  of  God  there  springs 
-T    A  pure,  a  crystal  stream  ; 

Life  and  peace  and  joy  it  brings 

To  his  Jerusalem : 
Rivers  of  refreshing  grace 

Through  the  sacred  city  flow, 
Watering  all  the  hallowed  place, 

Where  God  resides  below. 

2  God,  most  merciful,  most  high, 

Doth  in  his  Zion  dwell : 
Kept  by  him,  her  towers  defy 

The  strength  of  earth  and  hell : 
Guardian  of  the  chosen  race, 

Jesus  doth  his  church  defend : 
Saves  them  by  his  kindly  grace, 

And  saves  them  to  the  end. 

PSALM  47,  L.  M. 

Praise  to  Christ,  the  Kino-. 

1  TESTS,  the  Lord,  ascends  on  high  ; 
u    He  reigns  in  glory  o'er  the  sky  : 
Let  all  the  earth  its  offerings  bring, 
Exalt  his  name,  proclaim  him  King. 

2  Wide,  through  the  world,  he  spreads  his  sway, 
And  bids  the  heathen  lands  obey. 

His  church,  with  willing  offerings,  greet, 
And  bend  submissive  at  her  feet. 

3  His  reign  the  heathen  lands  shall  own  ; 
His  holiness  secures  his  throne  : 

And  earthly  princes  gather  round, 
Where  Christ,  the  mighty  God,  is  found. 

4  Princes  by  him  their  power  extend, 
Earth's  mightiest  kings  to  Jesus  bend; 


92  PSALil  XLVII. 


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He  bids  them  rule,  he  bids  them  die, — 
Himself  o'er  all  exalted  high. 


PSALM  47,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Ascension  and  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  AH !  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 
\J  To  God,  the  sovereign  King  ; 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high  ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  sound. 

3  TThile  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honor  sing ; — 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Eehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound ; 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne : — 

He  loved  that  ancient  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own ; 
The  heathen  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  47,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Christ,  the  King. 

1  PXTOL  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high, 
J-J  King  over  all  the  earth ; 

Exalt  his  triumph  to  the  sky, 
In  songs  of  sacred  mirth. 

2  God  is  gone  up  with  loud  acclaim, 

And  trumpets'  tuneful  voice  ; 
Sing  praise,  sing  praises  to  his  name, 
Sing  praises,  and  rejoice. 

3  Sing  praises  to  our  God ;  sing  praise 

To  every  creature's  King : 
His  wondrous  works,  his  glorious  ways, 
All  tongues  !  all  kindred !  sing. 

4  God  sits  upon  his  holy  throne, 

God  o'er  the  heatheu  'eigns ; 


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PSAJLMS  XLVJI.  XL VIII.  9o 

His  truth  through  all  the  world  is  knswn, — 
That  truth  his  throne  sustains. 

5  Princes  around  his  footstool  throng, 
Kings  in  the  dust  adore ; 
Earth  and  her  shields  to  God  belong  ; — 
Sing  praises  evermore. 

PSALM  47,  TMrd  Part,  C.  K, 

Christ  triumphant. 

1  {  RISE,  ye  people  !  and  adore, — 
-ft-  Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 

Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Confess  th'  almighty  Lord. 

2  Glad  shouts  aloud,  wide  echoing  round, 

Th'  ascending  God  proclaim ; 
Th'  angelic  choir  respond  the  sound, 
And  shake  creation's  frame. 

3  They  sing  of  death  and  hell  o'erthrown 

In  that  triumphant  hour  ; 
And  God  exalts  his  conquering  Son 
To  his  right  hand  of  power. 

4  Oh  !  shout,  ye  people  !  and  adore, — 

Exulting  strike  the  chord  : 
Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Confess  th'  almighty  Lord. 

PSALM  48,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

Safety  of  the  Church. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

In  Zion  God  is  known, — 

A  refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 

Through  all  her  palaces ! 

When  kings  against  her  joined, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there ; 
In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 

They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 


94  PSALM  XLVIII. 

How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 
Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

5  In  every  new  distress, 

We  '11  to  his  house  repair  ; 
We  '11  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace., 
And  seek  deliverance  there. 


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PSALM  48,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 

Gospel   Worship  and  Order. 

1  T?AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 

-F    The  world  de chares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord !  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well ; — 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

PSALM  48,  Us  and  8s. 

The  Beauty  and  Strength  of  Zion. 

OH !  great  is  Jehovah,  and  great  be  his  praise. 
In  the  city  of  God  he  is  King  ; 
Proclaim  ye  his  triumphs  in  jubilant  lays  , 
On  the  mount  of  his  holiness  sing. 

2  The  joy  of  the  earth,  from  her  beautiful  height, 
Is  Zion's  impregnable  hill ; 


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PSALMS   XLIX,  L.  \)[} 

The  Lord  in  her  tempie  still  taketh  delight, 
God  reigns  in  her  palaces  still. 

3  Let  the  daughters  of  Judali  be  glad  for  thy  love, 

The  mountain  of  Zion  rejoice ; 
For  thou  wilt  establish  her  seat  from  ab< 
Wilt  make  her  the  throne  of  thy  choice. 

4  Go.  walk  about  Zion.  and  measure  the  length, 

Her  walks  and  her  bulwarks,  mark  well ; 
Contemplate  her  palaces,  glorious  in  strength, 
Her  towers  and  her  pinnacles  tell. 

0  Then  say  to  your  children — ■•  Our  refuge  is  tried. 

This  God  is  our  God  to  the  end ; 
His  people  for  ever  his  counsels  shall  guide 
His  arm  shall  for  ever  defend." 

PSALM  49.  C.  K. 

Death  end  the  Resurrection. 

1  VE  sons  of  pride  !  that  hate  the  just, 
-L    And  trample  on  the  \ 

When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 

Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 

2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene ; 

AVhen  will  that  hour  appear  I 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorned  them  here  I 

3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

Called  from  the  world  away. 
And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 
To  raise  my  mouldering  clay. 

4  Heaven  is  my  everlasting  home  ; 

Tlr  inheritance  is  sure  : 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
But  I  '11  repine  no  more. 

PSALM  50,  C.  M. 

Igment. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne, 
J-   Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  ; 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 

And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, — 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin;*' 
Xo  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 
To  impudence  and  - 


96  PSALM  L. 

3  Throned  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come ; 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way ; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come, 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know,  and  fear 
His  justice  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 

"  "Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
And  sealed  it  with  his  blood. 

6  M  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light 

Shall  make  the  world  confess, 
My  sentence  of  reward  is  right ; 
And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 


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PSALM  50,  8s,  7s,  and  4. 

God)  the  final  Judge, 

1  TO!  the  mighty  God  appearing, 
i^  From  on  high  Jehovah  speaks  ! 
Eastern  lands  the  summons  hearing, 

O'er  the  west  his  thunder  breaks : 
Earth  beholds  him : 

Universal  nature  shakes. 

2  Zion,  all  its  light  unfolding, 

God  in  glory  shall  display  : 
Lo  !  he  comes, — nor  silence  holding, 

Fire  and  clouds  prepare  his  way ; 
Tempests  round  him 

Hasten  on  the  dreadful  day. 

3  To  the  heavens  his  voice  ascending. 

To  the  earth  beneath  he  cries  : — 
"  Souls  immortal  now  descending, 

Let  the  sleeping  dust  arise ! 
Eise  to  judgment ; 

Let  my  throne  adorn  the  skies. 

4  "  Gather  first  my  saints  around  me, 

Those  who  to  my  covenant  stood ; 
Those  who  humbly  sought  and  found  me, 

Through  the  dying  Saviour's  blood  : 
Blest  Redeemer ! 

Dearest  sacrifice  to  God  !" 


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PSALM  LI.  97 

5  Now  the  heavens  on  high  adore  him, 
And  his  righteousness  declare  : 
peers  periBh  from  before  him, 
But  his  saints  his  mercies  share: 
Just  his  judgment ! 
God,  himself  the  judge,  is  there. 

PSALM  51,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

.i  Penitent  pleading-  for  Pardon. 

1  CHOW  pity,  Lord!  OLord!  forgive; 

0  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  Oh !  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

3  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace : 
Lord  !  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 

1  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

4  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And,  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell. 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner.  Lord  ! 
AVhose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

PSALM  51,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

JVbitt*  and   Total  Depravity. 

1  T  ORD  !  I  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
J-J  And  born  unholy  and  unclean  : 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart. 
But  we  're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop-branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
rTor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 


98  PSALM  LI. 

4  Jesus,  my  God !  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

5  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul,  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord !  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 


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PSALM  51,  Third  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Backslider's  Supplication. 

1  A  THOU,  that  nearest  when  sinners  cry ! 
v/  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight : 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God !  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord  ! 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford ; 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

PSALM  51,  Fourth  Part,  L.  M. 

Returning  to  God. 

1  A    BROKEN  heart,  my  God !  my  King ! 
■A.  Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord !  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace  ; 
I  '11  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  the  pard'ning  God. 


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PSALM  LI.  99 

4  Oh!  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue; 
Salvation  shall  he  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength,  and  righteousness. 

PSALM  51,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Sin  confessed  and  Pardoned. 

1  T  ORD !  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress, 
J^  And  guilt,  before  thine  eyes ; 
Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 

How  high  my  crimes  arise ! 

2  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord  !  and  cheer  my  soul 

AVith  thy  forgiving  love ; 
Oh !  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

3  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Xor  drive  me  from  thy  face  ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart. 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 

4  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known, 

Before  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  a^ain. 


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PSALM  51,  Second  Part,  C.  M, 

Repentance  and  Faith  in  Christ. 

GOD  of  mercy !  hear  my  call, 
My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall, 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace ; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  Xo  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone : 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul,  oppressed  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart. 
Is  our  best  sacrifice 


100  PSALMS  LI,  LII,  LIII. 

pz  i  PSALM  51,  S.  M. 

*~J  1  The  acceptable  Sacrifice. 

1   VTO  offering  God  requires, 
-Li   Xor  victims  please  his  eye  ; 
Else  should  his  altars  "blaze  with  fires, 
And  flocks  and  herds  should  die. 
3  The  humble,  contrite  breast, 
The  spirit's  broken  sighs, 
Are  gifts  on  which  his  love  can  rest, 
Xor  will  the  Lord  despise. 

3  Thy  mercies  from  above, 

To  Zion,  Lord  !  extend  ; 
Built  by  thy  power,  and  watched  by  love, 
Now  let  her  walls  ascend. 

4  "Well-pleased,  thou  then  shalt  see 

Her  prayers  and  praise  arise ; 

Presented  at  the  throne  to  thee, 

Through  Christ,  our  sacrifice. 


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PSALM  52,  C.  M. 

The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  T\/*HY  should  the  mighty  make  their  boast, 

'  *    And  heavenly  grace  despise  ? 
In  their  own  arm  they  put  their  trust, 
And  fill  their  mouth  with  lies. 

2  Our  God  in  vengeance  shall  destroy, 

And  drive  them  from  his  face ; 
Xo  more  shall  they  his  church  annoy, 
Xor  find  on  earth  a  place. 

3  But,  like  a  cultured  olive-grove, 

Dressed  in  immortal  green, 
Thy  children,  blooming  in  thy  love, 
Amid  thy  courts  are  seen. 

4  On  thine  eternal  grace,  O  Lord ! 

Thy  saints  shall  rest  secure, 
And  all,  who  trust  thy  holy  word, 
Shall  find  salvation  sure. 


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PSALM  53,  C.  M. 

The  foes  of  Zion. 

RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
"Who  thus  devour  her  saints? 


PSALMS  L1Y    LV.  101 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaint 

In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 

Of  armies  in  array ; 
When  God  has  first  despised  their  heat, 

They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

Oh !  for  a  word  from  Z ion's  King, 

Her  captives  to  restore  : 
Jacob  with  all  his  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 


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PSALM  54,  S.  P.  M. 
Prayer  for  DeHveramet  from  Enemies. 

Y  God !  preserve  my  soul  : 
Oh!  make  my  spirit  wh< 

To  save  me,  let  thy  strength  appear : 
Strangers  my  path  surround  : 
Their  pride  and  rage  confound; 

And  bring  thy  great  salvation  near. 

2  Those,  who  against  me  rise. 
Are  aliens  from  the  skies  : 

They  hate  thy  church  and  kingdom,  Lord  ! 
They  mock  thy  fearful  name  ; 
They  glory  in  their  shame  : 

Nor  heed  the  wonders  of  thy  word. 

3  But,  0  thou  King  divine  ! 
!My  chosen  friends  are  thine  ; 

The  men  that  still  my  soul  sustain  ; 
"Wilt  thou  my  foes  subdue, 
Create  their  hearts  anew. 

And  snatch  them  from  eternal  pain  S 

4:  Escaped  from  every  woe. 
Oh  !  grant  me,  here  below. 

To  praise  thy  name  with  those  I  love  : 
And  when,  beyond  the  skies, 
Our  souls  unbodied  rise. 

Unite  us  in  the  realms  above. 


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PSALM  55,  C.  M. 

Ooa\  our  K 

OV>.  my  refuge  !  bear  my  cries. 
Behold  my  flowing  tear- : 


102  PSALM  LV. 

For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Oh !  were  I  like  a  feathered  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings, 
I  'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove, 
From  all  these  restless  tilings. 

3  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home, 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  "blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

4  By  morning  light  I  '11  seek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry  ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

5  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear, 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear 
If  he  commands  their  aid. 

6  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, — 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all ; 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word, — 
That  saints  shall  never  fall. 


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PSALM  55,  S.  M. 

Daily  Devotion. 

1  T  ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
-L'  And  choose  the  road  to  death  : 
But,  in  the  worship  of  my  God, 

I  '11  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 

When  morning  brings  the  light, 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God ! 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 


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PSALMS  LV,  LVL  103 

5  But  T,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  loan  upon  the  Lord : 
I'll  cast  my  harden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  : 

The  ground,  on  which  their  safety  stands, 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

PSALM  55,  7s. 

Encouragement  for  the    Weak, 

1  pAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
v^  Only  lean  upon  his  word  ; 

Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  unchanging  faithfulness. 

2  He  sustains  thee  by  his  hand, 
He  enables  thee  to  stand ; 

Those,  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved, 
From  his  grace  are  never  moved. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away, 
God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfill 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus !  guardian  of  thy  flock, 

Be  thyself  our  constant  rock  : 
Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Firm  as  Zion's  mountain  stand. 

PSALM  56,  C.  M. 

Trusting  God  in  the  midst  of  Encjnies. 

1  A  THOU!  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 

\J  And  makes  th'  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  sinners  try 
To  vex,  and  break  my  peace  I 

2  In  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 

I  have  reposed  my  trust : 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, — 

The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

3  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me.  Lord ! 

TIiqu  shalt  receive  my  praise ; 
I  '11  sing. — -tt  How  faithful  is  thy  word  ! 
How  righteous  all  thy  ways!" 


104  PSALM  LVIL 

4  Thou  hast  secured  my  soul  from  death  ; 
Oh !  set  thy  servant  free, 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath, 
May  be  employed  for  thee. 


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PSALM  57,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Praise  for  Protection^  Grace  and  Truth. 

God  !  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love  and  grace  unknown, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
Till  the  dark  cloud  be  over-blown. 

2  Up  to  the  heavens  I  send  my  cry, 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform ; 
He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  My  heart  is  fixed ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue  !  to  sound  his  praise, — 
Mj  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

4  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  readies  to  the  utmost  sky ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
AVhen  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God  ! 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM  57,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Eternal  King. 

1  INTERNAL  God,  celestial  King ! 
-Ej  Exalted  be  thy  glorious  name ; 
Let  hosts  in  heaven  thy  praise3  sing, 

And  saints  on  earth  thy  love  proclaim. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed  on  thee,  my  God ! 

I  rest  my  hope  on  thee  alone ; 
I  '11  spread  thy  sacred  truths  abroad, 
To  all  mankind  thy  love  make  known. 

3  Awake,  my  tongue !  awake,  my  lyre  ! 

With  morning's  earliest  dawn  arise ; 
To  songs  of  joy  rny  soul  inspire, 
And  swell  your  music  to  tlie  skies. 


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59 


PSALMS  LVIII,  LIX.  105 

4  With  those  who  in  thy  grace  abound, 
To  thee  I  '11  raise  my  thankful  voice ; 
AVhile  every  land,  the  earth  around. 
Shall  hear,  and  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

PSALM  58,  L.  P.  M. 

li'arvino-  to  .Magistrates. 

1  TUI  HtKS  !  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
t)    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

When  one  oppressed  before  you  stands? 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 

While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  ? 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns ; 
Yet  ye  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 

To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 

3  When  once  he  thunders  from  the  sky, 
Your  grandeur  melts,  your  titles  die, 

Your  power  is  crumbled  to  the  dust : 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 

Your  hopes  shall  be  for  ever  lost. 

4:  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford; 

And  all  that  hear  shall  join  and  say, — 
u  Sure  there  'a  a  God  that  rules  on  high, 
A  God  that  hears  his  children  cry, 

And  will  their  sufferings  well  repay." 

PSALM  59,  S.  P.  M. 

Miserable  End  of  the   Wicked* 

1  IITHEX  God  in  wrath  shall  come, 

» »    To  tell  the  sinner's  doom, 
What  anguish  shall  the  wicked  tear  ! 

The  men  that  slight  his  name, 

That  boast  of  sin  and  shame, 

Xo  more  shall  ask — "  What  God  can  heai  ?" 

2  Thou  nearest,  omniscient  Lord ! 
Each  curse,  and  idle  word, 

Of  men  who  scon°  with  lips  profane  ; 


106  PSALMS  LX,  LXL 

And,  when  the  hand  of  death 
Shall  stop  their  impious  hreath, 

Their  souls  shall  seek  for  peace  in  vain. 

3  Oh !  how  will  sinners  need 
An  advocate  to  plead, 

Accepted  at  thine  awful  throne  ! 
How,  in  that  solemn  hour, 
Would  faith's  transcendent  power 

Outweigh  all  things  beneath  the  sun ! 

4  Yet  save  their  souls,  O  Lord ! 
Subdue  them  by  thy  word, 

Though  all  their  powers  oppose  thy  reign  ; 
Xow  may  thy  foes  submit, 
And  bow  beneath  thy  feet, 

Xor  let  them  read  thy  wrath  in  vain. 


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PSALM  60,  7s. 

Judgments  deprecated. 


1  1 VTHY,  0  God !  thy  people  spurn  ? 

» »    Why  permit  thy  wrath  to  burn  \ 
God  of  mercy  !  turn  once  more, 
All  our  broken  hearts  restore. 

2  Thou  hast  made  our  land  to  quakes- 
Heal  the  breaches  thou  dost  make  ; 
Bitter  is  the  cup  we  drink, — 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  sink. 

3  Be  thy  banner  now  unfurled, 
Show  thy  truth  to  all  the  world ; 
Save  us,  Lord !  we  cry  to  thee, 
Lift  thine  arm — thy  chosen  free. 

4  Give  us  now  relief  from  pain, — 
Human  aid  is  all  in  vain : 

TTe,  through  God,  shall  yet  prevail, 
He  will  help,  when  foes  assail. 


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PSALM  61,  C.  M. 

God,  a  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

1  IT  AIL  !  gracious  source  of  every  good, 
J-l  Our  Saviour  and  defence  ! 
Thou  art  our  glory,  and  our  shield. 
Our  help  and  confidence. 


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PSALMS  LXI,  LXH.  107 

2  When  anxious  tears  disturb  the  breast, 

When  threatening  foes  are  nigh. 
To  thee  we  pour  our  deep  complaint, 
To  thee  for  succor  fly. 

3  Jesus  !  our  Lord,  our  only  hope, 

Before  thy  throne  Ave  bow; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  and  thou  the  rock 
Whence  living  waters  flow. 

PSALM  61,  S.  M. 

Safety  in  God. 

1  TI7HEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

» '    My  heart  within  me  dies : 

Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief. 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  Oh  !  lead  me  to  the  rock. 

That 's  high  above  my  head  ; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence.  Lord  ! 

For  ever  I  "11  abide  : 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence. 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward. 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  62,  L.  M. 

God  alone  icorthy  of  Confidence. 

1  *\|"Y  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 

i-'l  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne  ; 

In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints  !  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  nice  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sunicient  aid. 

3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity  : 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 


108  PSALM  LXIII. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  lie  art  on  glittering  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke  ? 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, — 
"•  All  power  is  his  eternal  due; 

He  must  be  feared  and  trusted  too.*' 

6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone; 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord  ! 
Shall  weP  divide  our  last  reward. 


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63 


PSALM  63,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Adoption. 

1  p  REAT  God !  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
VJ  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories,  that  compose  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise  ! 

Thou  art  my  Father,  and  my  God ; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, — 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  TTith  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 

4  I  '11  lift  my  hands,  1 11  raise  my  voice, 

AVliile  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

PSALM  63,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Seeking  God. 

OGOD  !  thou  art  my  God  alone  ; 
Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry : — 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land  whose  springs  are  dry. 

Oh  !  that  it  were  as  it  hath  been, 
When,  praying  in  the  holy  place, 

Thy  power  and  glory  I  have  seen, 

And  marked  the  footsteps  of  thy  grace. 


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63 


LM  Lxm.  100 

3  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 

I  follow  hard  od  *  -d: 

Thy  hand  unseen  uphold- 

I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

4  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  rh_ 

When  I  remember  on  my  bed. 
Thy  presence  make-  the  darkness  lig 

Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

5  Better  than  life  itself  ti 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me ; 
Fur  whom  have  I  in  heaven  at 

Or  what  on  earth  compared  with  thee  ? 

PSALM  63.  First  Part.  C.  M. 

The  .Morning  of  the  Lor  a  3  Dcy. 

1  "UARLY.  my  God  !  without  delay, 
i-J  I  nasi 

My  thirsty  spirit  fail 

Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

ilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand. 
Beneath  a  burning  - 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or 

3  I  Ve  seen  thy  glory  and  t 

Through  ail  thy  temple  shine  : 
My  God  !  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
Thai      -        a  i  divine. 

4  Not  life  itself  with  all  its  joy-. 

Can  my  best  passions  move  : 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  v 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

5  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring 

I  "11  bless  my  God  and  King 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray. 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

PSALM  63.  Second  Part.  C.  TA. 

1    T  WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
-L   I  thought  upon  thy  pom 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  ag]  \ 
Amid  the  darkest  hour. 


10 


110  PSALMS  LXIII,  LXIV. 

2  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 

My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 
11  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,"  I  said. 
••  Bring  thy  salvation  nigh." 

3  My  spirit  labors  up  thy  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heavenly  road ; 
But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still, 
Whfie  1  pursue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches,  o'er  my  head, 

The  shadow  of  thy  wings  ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid; 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 


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PSALM  63,  S.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  God. 


1  ^\r^~  God  !  permit  my  tongue 
-IB-  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty  fainting  soul 

Thy  mercy  doth  implore  ; 
Not  travelers,  in  desert  lands, 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 
S  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
Xo  relish  can  afford  ; 
Xo  joy  can  be  compared  to  this, — 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

4  In  wakeful  hours  at  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind: 
I  think,  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

5  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  hies ; 
And,  on  thy  watchful  providence, 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

6  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

PSALM  64,  L.  M. 

Protection  against  Enemies. 

1  n  HE  AT  God:  attend  to  my  complaint, 
vT  Nor  let  my  drooping  spirit  faint ; 


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PSALM  LXV.  Ill 

When  foes  in  secret  spread  the  snare, 
Let  my  salvation  be  thy  care. 
2  Thy  justice  and  thy  power  display, 
A :  y ; 

While  listening  nations  learn  thy  word, 
And  saints  triumphant  bless  the  Lord. 
all  thy  ehnrch  exalt  her  v 
all  that  love  thy  nan 
By  faith  approach  thine  awful  throne, 
And  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

PSALM  65,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Public  Prayer  and  Pr 

1  THE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 

-L   My  God!   and  praise  becomes  thy  house; 
There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 
And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 

2  0  Thon.  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies. 

To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray  I 
All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 
And  every  yielding  heart  obey. 

3  Blest  is  the  man,  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 

And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee ; 
Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free. 
■i  With  dreadful  glory.  God  fulfills 
What  his  afflicted  saints  request ; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love,  to  give  his  churches  rest. 
5  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord ; 
The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 

Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  adored, 

PSALM  65,  Second  Part.  L.  M. 

/  the    Year. 

OS  God  the  race  of  man  depends. 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends ; 
At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day. 
Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice  : 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice. 


112  PSALM  LXV. 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dressed  in  flowers. 

3  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  valleys  yield  ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighboring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

4  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine, 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


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PSALM  65,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Worship  of  God  in  his  Temple. 

1  D  RAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord !  for  thee  ; 
J-    There  shall  our  vows  be  paid ; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray ; 

All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 

2  O  Lord!  our  guilt  and  fears  pre  vail, 

But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine  ; 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill, 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men,  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face  ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thy  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests, 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfill  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see, 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
The  distant  isles  shall  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thv  name  their  trust. 


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PSALM  65,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

A  Psalm  for  the  Husbandman, 

OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth  his  care, 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 

And  bids  the  grass  appear. 
The  clouds,  like  rivers  raised  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  his  command, 


PSALM  J. XV.  I] 

T3*eir  watery  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  softened  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring, 

The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 
And  cheerful  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  every  side. 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers  : 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain, 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  : 
The  parching  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

G  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns  ; 
How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

PSALM  65,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Goodness  of  God  in  the   Seasons. 

1  "T  IS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand^ 

J-   God  of  eternal  power  \ 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distill  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around. 
TTith  watery  treasure-,  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear: 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year 

10* 


114  PSALMS  LXV,  LXVI. 

05 


PSALM  65,  7s. 

Praise  to  God  in  Zion. 


66 


1  DKAISE  on  thee,  in  Zion's  gates, 
T    Daily,  O  Jehovah  !  waits  : 
Unto  thee,  who  hearest  prayer, 
Shall  the  tribes  of  men  repair. 

2  Though  with  conscious  guilt  oppressed, 
On  thy  mercy  still  we  rest ; 

Thy  forgiving  love  display ! 
Take,  O  Lord !  our  sins  away. 

3  Oh !  how  blessed  their  reward, 
Chosen  servants  of  the  Lord, 
"Who  within  thy  courts  abide, 
"With  thy  goodness  satisfied. 

4  But  how  dire  thy  judgments  fell, — 
Saviour  of  thine  Israel ! 

"When  thy  people's  cry  arose, — 
On  their  proud  aud  impious  foes  ! 

5  By  thy  boundless  might  set  fast, 
Rise  the  mountains  firm  and  vast : 
Thou  canst  with  a  word  assuage 
Ocean's  wild  and  deafening  rage. 

6  When  thy  signs  in  heaven  appear, 
Earth's  remotest  regions  fear ; 
And  the  bounties  of  thy  hand 
Fill  with  gladness  every  land. 

PSALM  68,  L.  M. 

Praises  to  Christ,  the  Saviour 

1  TESUS  demands  the  voice  of  joy, — 

*J   Loud  through  the  land  let  triumph  ring ; 
His  honors  should  your  songs  employ, — 
Let  grateful  praises  hail  the  King. 

2  Shout  to  the  Lord, — adoring  own, 

Thy  works  thy  wondrous  might  disclose, 
Thine  arm  victorious  power  has  shown ; 
Thus  did  thy  cross  confound  thy  foes. 

3  Low,  at  that  cross,  the  world  shall  bow, 

Ail  nations  sh&ll  its  blessings  prove  ; 
While  grateful  strains  in  concert  flow, 
TV)  slug  thy  power,  and  praise  thy  love. 


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PSALM  LXVI. 

4  Oh!  bless  our  God,  ye  nations  round  ! 

>ple  and  lands!    rehearse  his  name  ; 
Let  shouts  of  joy  through  earth  resound, 
Let  every  tongue  his  praise  proclaim. 

PSALM  66,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  God  of  Providence. 

1  0 IXG,  all  ye  nations  !  to  the  Lord, 
^  Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 

With  melody  of  sound  record 
His  honors,  and  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  Power  that  shakes  the  sky — 

"  How  terrible  art  thou  ! 
Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 
Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow.*' 

3  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  passed  the  flood; 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 
And  triumph  in  their  God. 

4  Through  watery  deeps  and  fiery  ways, 

We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promised  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

5  Oh !  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease  ; 

Ye  saints  !  fulfill  his  praise: 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

PSALM  66,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Praise  t<>  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  "VTOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid, 
i^l    To  that  almighty  Power, 

Who  heard  the  Long  requests  I  made, 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare, 

To  make  his  mercies  known ; 
Come,  ye  who  fear  my  God!  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I  sought  his  heavenly  aid  ; 
He  saved  my  jinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  :*hade. 


116  PSALMS  LXVI,  LXVII. 

4  If  sin  lay  covered  in  my  heart. 

While  prayer  employed  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God — his  name  be  ever  blessed ! — 

Has  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Nor  turned  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turned  his  heart  from  me. 


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PSALM  66,  Third  Part.  C.  M. 

Praises  to  God. 

1  T  IFT  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
lj  Whose  breath  our  souls  inspired  : 
Loud,  and  more  loud,  the  anthem  raise, 

With  grateful  ardor  fired. 

2  Lift  np  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

Whose  goodness,  passing  thought, 
Loads  every  moment,  as  it  flies, 
With  benefits  unsought. 

3  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

From  whom  salvation  flows, 
Who  sent  his  Son,  our  souls  to  save 
From  everlasting  woes. 

4  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

For  hope's  transporting  ray, 
Which  lights,  through  darkest  shades  of  de^tt, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

PSALM  67,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Enlargement  of  the.    Church. 

1  0  HIXE  on  our  land,  Jehovah !  shine, 
^5  With  beams  of  heavenly  grace ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts, 

And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know,  and  love, 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands! 

Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice  ; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 


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PSALM  LXVII.  117 

Earth  shall  obey  her  Maker's  will 

And  yield  a  full  increase ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land. 

With  frnitfolnesB  and  peace. 

Cird.  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favors  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmost  bound 

Shall  see,  adore,  and  tear. 

PSALM  67,  S.  M. 

The  Coyiqucst  of  all  ^Witions. 


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1  TO  bless  thy  chosen  race, 
-L   In  mercy.  Lord!  incline: 

And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine ; 

2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
While  distant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Oh  !  let  them  shout  and  sing, 

Dissolved  in  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  judge  and  king, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

4  Let  differing  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  : 
Let  all  the  world.  0  Lord!  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

PSALM  67,  7s. 

Praise  from  all  .Xaticns. 

1  p  OD  of  mercy,  God  of  grace  ! 

VJ  Show  the  brightness  of  thy  face ; 
Shine  upon  us.  Saviour  !  shine  ; 
Fill  thy  church  with  light  divine ; 
And  thy  saving  health  extend 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord! 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored ; 

Let  the  nations  shout  arid  sing, 
Glory  to  their  Saviour  King  ; 
At  thy  feet  their  tribute  pay. 
And  tbv  holy  will  obev. 


118  PSALM  LXYIII. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord ! 
Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford ; 
God  to  man  his  blessing  give ; 
Man  to  God  devoted  live  ; 
All  below  and  all  above, 
One  in  joy,  in  light,  in  love. 


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PSALM  68,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  majesty  of  God. 

1  171XGDOMS  and  thrones  to  God  belong; 
-IV.  Crown  him,  ye  nations  !  in  your  song ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearse ; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  rides,  and  thunders  through  the  sky ; 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace ! 

Ye  saints  !  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  He  breaks  the  captives'  heavy  chain, 
And  pris  ners  see  the  light  again ; 
But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 
Shall  dweU  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

4  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
He  's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest : 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

PSALM  68,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Ascension. 

1  T  ORD  !  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
±J  Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Xot  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law,   ■ 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel-men, 
That  God  midit  dwell  on  earth  again. 


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PSALMS  LXLV   LXX.  119 

PSALM  69,  L.  M. 

The  8% feting*  of  Christ. 

1  T\EEP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 
-L'  The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord; 

old  the  rising-  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  las  holy  soul ! 

1  Yet,  gracious  God  !  thy  power  and  lore 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored ; 

His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

4  Oh !  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  : 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

PSALM  69,  C.  M. 

Sufferings  of  Christ  for  Sinners. 

1  T?ATHER  !  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Jl    I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  ; 

lie  brought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  hath  raised  us  high; 

His  duty  and  Lis  zeal 
Fulfilled  the  law,  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finished  all  thy  will. 

3  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God  ! 

Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates , 
And  glory,  purchased  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 

4  Let  heaven,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raise  : 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t*  advance  his  praise. 


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PSALM  70,  L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Christ's  Presence. 

H  !  haste,  with  every  gift  inspired, 
With  glory,  truth,  and  grace  attired. 


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120  PSALMS  LXX,  LXXI. 

Thou  Star  of  heaven's  eternal  morn  ! 
Thou  Sun,  whom  beams  divine  adorn ! 

2  Assert  the  honor  of  thy  name, 

And  fill  thy  foes  with  fear  and  shame ; 
To  help  thy  chosen  sons  appear, 
And  show  thy  power  and  glory  here. 

3  Let  saints  be  glad  before  thy  face, 

And  grow  in  love,  and  truth,  and  grace ; 
Thy  church  shall  blossom  in  thy  sight, 
Yield  fruits  of  peace  and  pure  delight. 

4  Oh !  hither,  then,  thy  footsteps  bend ; 
Swift  as  a  roe,  from  hills  descend ; 
Shine,  like  the  Sabbath's  cheerful  ray, 
Till  life  unfolds  eternal  day. 

PSALM  70,  7s. 

Prayer  in  Darkness. 

1  TTASTEX,  Lord  !  to  my  release, 
-£L  Haste  to  help  me,  O  my  God ! 
Foes,  like  armed  bands,  increase ; 

Turn  them  back  the  way  they  trod. 

2  Dark  temptations  round  me  press, 
Evil  thoughts  my  soul  assail ; 

Doubts  and  fears,  in  my  distress, 
Rise,  till  flesh  and  spirit  fail. 

3  Those  that  seek  thee  shall  rejoice  ; 
I  am  bound  with  misery; 

Yet  I  make  thy  ?aw  my  choice ; 
Turn,  my  God !  and  look  on  me. 

4  Thou  mine  only  helper  art, 
My  redeemer  from  the  grave ; 

Strength  of  my  desiring  heart ! 
Do  not  tarry,  haste  to  save. 

PSALM  71,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  aged  Saint's  Reflection  and  Hope. 

1  "If  Y  God !  my  everlasting  hope  ! 
-ul  I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 

And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 
Repeated  every  year 


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PSALM   LXXI.  121 

Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

*  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 
When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 
AVhene'er  thy  servant  di< 

4  Then,  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 
AVlien  men  review  my  days, 
They  :11  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line — thy  praise. 

PSALM  71,  Second  Part,  C.  K 

Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

1  "ATY  Saviour!  my  almighty  Friend; 
-HI  When  I  begin  thy  praise, 

Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, — 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road : 
And  march,  with  courage,  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin. 

I  '11  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victries  of  my  Bang! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers ! 

With  this  delightful  song. 
I  '11  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Xor  think  the  season  long. 

PSALM  71,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Sustaining  Or  ace  implored. 

1  n  OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth ! 
VJ  The  snide  of  all  my  days. 


122  PSALMS  LXXI,  LXXII. 

I  have  declared  tny  lieavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  i 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age, 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name, 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
Oh !  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 


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PSALM  71,  S.  M. 

Early  Instruction. 

1  THE  praises  of  my  tongue 
J-  I  otter  to  the  Lord, 

That  I  was  taught  and  learned  so  young, 
To  read  his  holy  word. 

2  Dear  Lord !  this  hook  of  thine 

Informs  me  where  to  go, 
For  grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin, 
And  make  me  holy  too. 

3  Oh  i  may  thy  Spirit  teach, 

And  make  my  heart  receive, 
Those  truths  which  all  thy  servants  preach, 
And  all  thy  saints  believe. 

4  Then  shall  I  praise  the  Lord, 

In  a  more  cheerful  strain, 
That  I  was  taught  to  read  his  word, 
And  have  not  learned  in  vain. 

PSALM  72,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

GREAT  God !  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey. 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  shall  he  send  hig  influence  down ; 


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PSALM  LXXII.  123 

His  grace,  on  fainting  souls,  distil]-, 
Like  heavenly  dew,  on  thirsty  hills. 

3  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light; 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

4  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

PSALM  72,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles, 

1  TESUS  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
*J   Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
"With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

0  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love,  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

PSALM  72,  7s  and  6e. 

The  Blessings  of  Christ's  Kingdom, 

1  TTAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 

-Q  Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 


124  PSALM  LXXIL 

2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

"Were  precious  in  his  sight. 
o  He  shall  come  down,  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow, 
4  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, — 

A  kingdom  without  end : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 


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PSALM  72,  7s. 

The  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  TIASTEX,  Lord !  the  glorious  time, 
-CL  When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 

Shall  the  gospel-call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore  ; 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'er  thrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more, 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease, 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain ; 
Eighteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord ; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name  ; 
All  his  mighty  acts  record  ; 

All  his  wondrous  love  proclaim. 


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PSALM  LXXJII.  125 

PSALM  73,  L.  M. 

Awful  Result  of  the  Sinner's  Prosperity. 

1  T  ORD  !  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
-L^  To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine, 

To  see  the  wicked,  placed  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor,  shine ! 

2  But,  Oh !  their  end,  their  dreadful  end ! 

Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so ; 
On  slippery  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Their  fancied  joys. — how  fast  they  flee  ! 

Just  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony, 
Are  but  a  prelude  to  their  plagues. 

4  Xow  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood ; 
Lord !  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

PSALM  73,  First  Part,  C.  K, 

God,  our  Portion,  here  and  hereafter, 

1  p  OD !  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 
vJ  ^fy  help  for  ever  near, 

Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord!  shall  guide  my  feet, 

Through  this  dark  wilderness : 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
to  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'T  would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And,  while  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God ! 

ShaL  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

11* 


126  PSALM  LXXIII. 

ryO  PSALM  73,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

/  O  The  End  of  the   Wicked. 

1  V[OW  I  'in  convinced,  the  Lord  is  kind 
-i^   To  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 

Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repined, 
And  bordered  on  despair. 

2  I  grieved  to  see  the  wicked  thrive, 

And  spoke  with  angry  breath, — 
"  How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live ! 
How  peaceful  is  their  death  I" 

3  Yet,  while  my  tongue  indulged  complaints, 

I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; — 
"  Sure  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
And  grieve  the  men  I  love." 

4  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard, 

The  conflict  too  severe, 
Till  I  retired  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 

I  saw  the  sinner  sit, 
High  mounted  on  a  slippery  place, 

Beside  a  fiery  pit. 

G  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast, 
Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honors  in  a  dream  were  lost, 
And  he  awoke  in  hell. 


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PSALM  73,  S.  M. 

The  Mystery  of  Providence, 

i  CURE,  there 's  a  righteous  God, 
O  Kor  is  religion  vain  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 

And  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honor  shine. 

3  The  tumult  of  my  thought 

Held  me  in  hard  suspense, 
Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 


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4  Thy  word,  with  light  and  power, 
Did  my  mistake  amend  ; 
I  viewed  the  sinners1  life  before, 

Bnt  here  I  learned  their  end. 

0  On  what  a  slippery  steep 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go ! 
And  Oh !  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 
That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 

6  Lord  !  at  thy  feet  I  bow : 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 

I  call  my  God  my  portion  now, 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

PSALM  74,  C.  M. 

The  Church  in  .Ifjiictio^ 

1  WILL  God  for  ever  cast  lls  off  ? 

» »     His  wrath  for  ever  smoke 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, — 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes,  so  dearly  bought 

With  their  Pwedeemer's  blood ; 
Xor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
"Where  once  thy  glory  stood. 

3  Oh  !  come  to  our  relief  in  haste  ; 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See,  what  a  wide  and  fearful  waste 
Is  made  within  thy  walls ! 

4  And  still,  to  heighten  our  distress, 

Thy  presence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace — 
thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

5  Xo  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  grief, 

But  all  in  silence  mourn  ; 
Xor  know  the  times  of  our  relief, — 
The  hour  of  thy  return. 

PSALM  75,  L.  M. 

Power  and  Government  from  God* 

TO  thee,  most  Holy  and  most  High ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  thankful  praise, 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, — 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 


128       *       PSALMS  LXXVI,  LXXVII. 

Let  haughty  sinners  sink  their  pride ; 

Nor  lift  so  high  their  scornful  head  ; 
But  lay  their  foolish  thoughts  aside, 

And  own  the  powers  that  God  hath  made. 

3  Such  honors  never  come  by  chance, 

Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  ; 
'T  is  God,  the  judge,  doth  one  advance; 

'T  is  God  that  lays  another  low. 

4  Now  shall  the  Lord  exalt  the  just, 

And,  while  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  dust, 
Our  lips  shall  sing  his  praise  aloud. 


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PSALM  76,  C.  M. 

Qo<Ts  Destruction  of  his  ancient  Foes. 

1  TN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known ; 
J-  His  name  in  Israel  great ; 

In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 

His  dwelling  there  he  chose  ; 
There  he  received  their  just  complaints 
Against  their  haughty  foes. 

3  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God  ! 

What  haughty  monarchs  fell ; 

Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  ? 

Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

4  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heaven  shines  round  with  dreadful  light* 
The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 

5  When  God,  in  his  own  sovereign  ways, 

Comes  down  to  save  th'  oppressed, 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 
And  he  '11  restrain  the  rest. 

PSALM  77,  C.  M. 

Despondency  overcome. 

1  TO  God  I  cried  with  mournful  voice, 
A  I  sought  his  gracious  ear ; 
In  the  sad  day  when  trouble  rose, 
And  filled  my  heart  with  fear. 


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2  Will  he  for  ever  east  me  off  I 

His  promise  ever  fail  \ 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  • 

Shall  anger  still  prevail i 

3  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 

This  dark,  despairing  frame. 
Remembering  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought, 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 

4  I  Tl  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 

And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er. — 
Thy  wonders  of  recovering  graee, 
When  flesh  could  help  no  more. 

5  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne  ; 

And  men  who  love  thy  word 
Have,  in  thy  sanctuary,  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

PSALM  77,  7s  and  6s. 

Seeki?io-  God  in  .iffliction. 

1  TX  time  of  tribulation, 

A  Hear,  Lord  !  my  feeble  cries  ; 
With  humble  supplication, 

To  thee  my  spirit  tlies ; 
My  heart  with  grief  is  breaking, 

Scarce  can  my  voice  complain ; 
Mine  eyes,  with  tears  kept  waking, 

Still  watch  and  weep  in  vain. 

2  The  days  of  old,  in  vision. 

Bring  banished  bliss  to  view ; 
The  years  of  lost  fruition 

Their  joys  in  pangs  renew  ; 
Eemembered  songs  of  gladness. 

Through  night's  lone  silence  brought, 
Strike  notes  of  deeper  sadness, 

And  stir  desponding  thoughts. 

3  Hath  God  cast  off  for  ever? 

Can  time  his  truth  impair  ? 
His  tender  mercy  never 

Shall  I  presume  to  share  ? 
Hath  he  his  loving-kindness 

Shut  up  in  endless  wrath  ? 
Xo  ;  this  is  my  own  blindness, 

That  cannot  see  his  path. 


130  PSALMS  LXXVIII,  LXX1X. 

4  Thy  way  is  in  great  waters, 

Thy  footsteps  are  not  known : 
Let  Adam's  sons  and  daughters 

Confide  in  thee  alone  : 
Thy  deeds,  O  Lord !  are  wonder  ; 

Holy  are  all  thy  ways : 
The  secret  place  of  thunder 

Shall  utter  forth  thy  praise. 


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PSALM  78,  C.  M. 

The   Works  of  God  recounted  to  Posterity. 

1  T  ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
J^  Which  God  performed  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 

And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, — 

His  works  of  power  and  grace ; 
And  we  :11  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands. 

PSALM  79,  L.  M 

Prayer  for  Israel. 

[  RISE,  great  God  !  and  let  thy  grace 
•A.  Shed  its  glad  beams  on  Israel's  race  ; 
Restore  the  long-lost,  scattered  band, 
Recall  them  to  their  native  land. 

Their  misery  let  thy  mercy  heal ; 
Their  trespass  hide,  their  pardon  seal ; 
O  God  of  Israel !  hear  our  prayer, 
And  grant  them  still  thy  love  to  share. 

Thy  quickening  Spirit  now  impart, 
And  wake  to  joy  each  grateful  heart ; 
While  Israel's  rescued  tribes,  in  thee, 
Their  bliss  and  full  salvation  see. 


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PSALM  80,  L.  M. 

Prayer  in  Declension. 

1  pREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel  I 

vT     Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
through  the  desert  and  the  deep  ; — 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  desert  now ; 

Shine  from  on  high  and  guide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted,  with  thy  hand, 
A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  \ 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round. 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 

4  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  the  nations  with  the  fruit ! 
Bnt  now,  0  Lord !  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine — that  lovely  tree. 

5  Return,  almighty  God !  return, 

Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  niourii: 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore : 

We  shall  be  saved,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PSALM  81,  S.  M. 

Warning  to  God's  People. 

1  OIXG  to  the  Lord  aloud, 

^  And  make  a  cheerful  noise  : 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God ; 
Let  Israel  hear  his  voice  : — 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

Preserve  my  worship  clean  ; 

I  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 

From  slavery  and  from  sin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad. 

And  I  Tl  supply  them  well ; 
But,  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
If  Israel  will  rebel ; — 

4  ttI  '11  leave  them,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey, 
And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road  ; — 
'T  is  their  own  chosen  way. 


132  PSALMS  LXXXII,  LXXXIII. 

5  "  Yet,  Oh !  that  all  my  saints 

Would  hearken  to  my  voice ; 
Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 

6  "  "While  I  destroyed  their  foes, 

I  'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 
And  they  should  taste  the  stream,  that  flows 
From  their  eternal  rock." 


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PSALM  82,  L.  M. 

God,  the  Supreme  Ruler. 

1  A  MOXG  th1  assemblies  of  the  great, 
A  A  greater  ruler  takes  his  seat ; 
The  God  of  heaven,  as  judge,  surveys 
Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye,  then,  frame  wicked  laws  2 
Or  why  support  th1  unrighteous  cause? 
When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 
That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord !  nor  will  they  know  ; 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go ; 
Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain, 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 

4  Arise,  0  Lord  !  and  let  thy  Son 
Possess  his  universal  throne, 
And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod ; 
He  is  our  judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM  83,  S.  M. 

God  arising  to  subdue  Opposers. 

1  A  ]STD  will  the  God  of  grace 

-^  Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 
The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 

2  Awake,  almighty  God ! 

Assume  thy  sovereign  sway  ; 
Before  thy  throne  bid  sinners  bow, 
And  yield  their  hearts  to  thee. 

3  Then  shall  the  nations  know, 

That  glorious  dreadful  word — 
Jehovah — is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord. 


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PSALM  84,  First  Part,  L.  M, 

The  Pleasure  of  public    JVorship. 

OW  pleasant,  how  divinely  lair, 
<  >  Lord  of  hosts!  thy  dwellings 
"With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 
To  meet  tlT  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 


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2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  Gt)d  !  my  King !  why  should  I  he 
So  for  from  all  my  joys  and  thee? 

3  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls,  who  find  a  place 
AVithin  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

PSALM  84,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Public    Worship  ;   or,   Grace  and  Glory. 

1  pREAT  God!  attend,  while  Zion  singa 

VJ  The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day.  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
AVithin  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ! 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  snn,  he  makes  our  day : 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th1  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bea 

And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
Xo  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

1-.' 


134  PSALM  LXXX1Y. 


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PSALM  84,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  House  of  God. 

1  "1FY  soul !  how  lovely  is  the  place, 
-"A  To  which  thy  God  resorts ! 

'T  is  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts,  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  ahroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God !  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 

And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

PSALM  84,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Absence  from  the  Sanctuary. 

1  A  LORD !  my  heart  cries  out  for  thee, 
v/  While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 

2  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity, 
Employed  in  carnal  joys. 

3  Lord !  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

"While  Jesus  is  within, 
Rather  than  till  a  throne  of  state, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 

4  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
I  'd  give  them  both  away. 

PSALM  84,  First  Part,  H.  M. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  T  ORD  of  the  worlds  above !  ^ 
J-J  How  pleasant,  and  how  fair, 


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The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 

My  heart  aspire-, 

With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 

2  Oh !  happy  souls  who  pray, 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ; 
Oh  !  happy  men  who  pay 

Then*  constant  service  there ; 
They  praise  thee  still ; 

And  happy  they, 

Who  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears ; 
Oh !  glorious  seat. 

When  God,  our  King, 

Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet. 

PSALM  84,  Second  Part,  H.  M. 

The  Sabbath  in  the  House  of  Goa\ 

1  TO  spend  one  sacred  day, 

i-   Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy. 

Than  thousand  days  beside  ; 
Where  God  resort?, 

I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door, 
Than  shine  in  courts. 

2  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  filled, 

We  draw  our  blessings  thence ; 
He  shall  bestow, 

On  Jacob's  race, 

Peculiar  grace 
And  glory  too. 

3  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 


136  PSALM  LXXXIY. 

From  those  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  souls ; 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hosts! 
Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee. 


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PSALM  84,  Third  Part,  H.  M. 

Longing  for  GoiTs  House. 

1  TTOTV  lovely  and  how  fair, 
-tl  0  Lord  of  hosts  !  to  me, 
Thy  tabernacles  are ! 

My  rlesh  cries  out  for  thee  ; 
My  heart  and  soul,  with  heaven- ward  lire, 
To  thee,  the  living  God,  aspire. 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts  !  give  ear, 

A  gracious  answer  yield ; 
O  God  of  Jacob !  hear  : 

Behold  !  O  God,  our  shield ; 
Look  on  thine  own  anointed  One, 
And  save  through  thy  beloved  Son. 

3  Lord !  I  would  rather  stand 

A  keeper  at  thy  gate, 
Than  at  the  king's  right  hand, 

In  tents  of  worldly  state  ; 
One  day  within  thy  courts — one  day — 
Is  worth  a  thousand  cast  away. 

4  God  is  a  sun  of  light, 

Glory  and  grace  to  shed ; 
God  is  a  shield  of  might,  . 

To  guard  the  faithful  head ; 
0  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  happy  he, — 
The  man  who  puts  his  trust  in  thee. 

PSALM  84,  5s  and  6s. 

The  Delights  of  God/s  House. 

1  TTOW  honored,  how  dear, 
Jl  That  sacred  abode, 
Where  Christians  draw  near 

Their  Father  and  God ! 
'Mid  worldly  commotion, 

My  wearied  soul  taints 
For  the  house  of  devotion, — 

The  house  of  thy  saints. 


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2  Oh!  happy  the  cooks, 

Who  praise  thee  above: 
What  joy  tunes  their  lyres  ! 

Their  worship  is  love  : 
Yet,  safe  in  thy  keeping, 

And  happy  they  be, 
In  this  world  of  weeping, 

Whose  strength  is  in  thee. 

'6  Though  rugged  their  way, 

They  drink,  as  they  go, 
Of  springs  that  convey 

New  life  as  they  fl< 
The  God  they  rely  on 

Their  strength  shall  rene 
Till  each  brought  to  Zion, 

His  glory  shall  view. 

4  Thou  Hearer  of  prayer  ! 

Still  grant  rne  a  place. 
Where  Christians  repair 

To  the  courts  of  thy  grace  ; 
•e  blest,  beyond  measure, 

One  day  so  employed, 
Than  years  of  vain  pleasure 

By  worldlings  enjoyed. 

5  The  Lord  is  a  sun  : 

The  Lord  is  a  shield : 
What  grace  has  begun, 

With  glory  i-  sealed  : 
He  hears  the  distre*  3 

He  succors  the  just : 
And  they  shall  be  blessed, 

Who  make  him  their  trust. 

P3ALM  85,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Deliverance  begun  and  completed. 

LORD !  thou  hast  called  thy  grace  to  mind, 
Thou  has   reversed  our  heavy  doom  ; 

when  Israel  sinned. 
And  brought  his  wandering  captives  home. 

Thou  hast  began  to  set  us  free. 

And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate  ; 
Now  let  our  heart-  be  turned  to  tln.e. 

And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 


138  PSALMS  LXXXY— LXXXYII. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord! 

Aud  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fuliill  thy  word  : 
AVe  wait  for  praise  to  time  our  coice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say  ; 

He  '11  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace; 
But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase. 


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PSALM  85,  Second  Part.  L.  M. 

Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  CALYATION  is  for  ever  nigh 

^  .The  souls,  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met,       [heaven  • 

Since   Christ,   the   Lord,   came   down  from 
By  his  obedience,  so  complete, 

Justice  is  pleased,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  acess  to  God ; 
Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM  86,  C.  M. 

A  general  Song  of  Praise  to  God. 

1  4  MOXG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
■^  There  *s  none  hath  power  divine ; 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord ! 

Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  thou  hast  made  shall  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne ; 
For  thou  alone  dost  wondrous  things ; 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord!  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet; 

Teach  me  thy  heavenly  ways ; 
And  my  poor  scattered  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my  Father's  praise. 

PSALM  87,  L.  M. 

The  Birth-Place  of  the  Sahits. 

1  pOD,  m  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
VJ  Foundation  for  his  heavenly  praise ; 


PSALM  LXXXYII.  139 

He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well; 
-  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  visits  every  b 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows, 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay, 

Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  described  of  old! 

What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told! 

Thou  city  of  our  (rod  below  ! 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

±  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  ; 
Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  spring. 

5  When  God  makes  np  his  last  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount. 
T  will  he  an  honor  to  appear, 
As  one  new-born,  or  nourished  there. 


Q-f  PSALM  87,  8s  and  7s. 

O   i  Kxiorii  uf  the   CLurdu 

1  pLOEfOFS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

VJ  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He.  whose  word  cannot  be  broken. 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose! 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded. 
Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foea. 

2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
To  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  rem 
Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  his  thirst  t'  assuage 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  aire  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation,  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  lire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  ! 


140  PSALM  LXXXVIII. 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

He.  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 


88 


88 


PSALM  88,  First  Part,  L.  &. 

Death,  not  the  End  of  our  Being. 

.   C  HALL  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life  i 
£5  For  ever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power,  to  save  ? 

•2  In  those  dark  silent  realms  of  night, 
Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 
Xo  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Xor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears  ! 

"When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sr  rang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright  eternal  doors 

Unfold,  to  make  her  children  way  ; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

5  The  trump  shall  sound — the  dead  shall  wake, 

From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumberers  spring ; 
Through  heaven,  with  joy,  their  myriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour  and  their  King. 

PSALM  88,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Day  of  Grace. 

1  YITHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 

» '    Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  given ; 

But  soon, — ah  !  soon, — approaching  night 

Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound  ? 
Come,  sinners  1  haste,  Oh !  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pard'ning  God  he  :s  found. 

S  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing. 
Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave, 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring. 
And  none  be  found  to  hear,  cr  save. 


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PSALM  LXXXVIII.  141 

In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise; 

No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

PSALM  88,  S.  M. 

st  .ic count. 

1  T  SAW,  beyond  the  tomb, 
i-  The  awful  Judge  appear. 
Prepared  to  scan,  with  strict  account, 

The  blessings  wasted  here. 

2  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 

In  hell  for  ever  burns ; 
And,  from  that  hopeless  world  of  woe, 
Xo  fugitive  returns. 

3  Ye  sinners  !  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  't  is  called  to-day ; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

4  Soon  will  the  harvest  close, 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er ; 
O  sinners  !  then  your  injured  God 
Will  heed  your  cries  no  more. 

PSALM  88,  7s  and  8s. 

Conti)iual  Prayer, 

1  T  OKD  God  of  my  salvation ! 
-L^  To  thee,  to  thee  I  cry : 
Oh  !  let  my  supplication 

Arrest  thine  ear  on  high  : 
Distresses  round  me  thicken  ; 

My  life  draws  nigh  the  grave : 
Descend,  O  Lord !  to  quicken  ; 

Descend,  my  soul  to  save. 

2  Thy  wrath  lies  hard  upon  me, 

Thy  billows  o'er  me  roll ; 
My  friends  all  seem  to  shun  me, 

And  foes  beset  my  soul ; 
Where'er  on  earth  I  turn  me, 

No  comforter  is  near ; 
Wilt  thou,  too,  Father !  spurn  me  ? 

Wilt  thou  refuse  to  hear  ? 


142  PSALM  T/gximr 

3  Xo  : — banished  and  heart-broken, 

3Iy  soul  still  dings  to  thee ; 
The  prorai.se  thou  hast  spoken 

Shall  still  my  refuge  be: 
To  present  ills  and  terrors 

Vay  future  joy  increase ; 
And  scourge  me  from  my  errors 

To  duty,  hope,  and  peace. 

PSALM  89,  L.  M. 

it  true  David* 


89 


89 


1  "UOR  ever  shall  my  song  record 

JC    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  : 
^fciercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand, 
Like  heaven,  established  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  sware,  and  said. — 
"With  thee  my  covenant  first  is  made  ; 
In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live  : 
Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 

3  "Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  pri 
Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blc  e 

Thou  art  my  chosen  King  ;  thy  throne 
Shall  stand  eternal,  like  my  own" 

4  Xow  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus,  her  Saviour,  and  her  King; 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM  89,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  IjTY  never-ceasing  ball  show 

JL  The  mercies  of  the  Lord  : 
And  make  succeeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure ; 
And.  if  he  speaks  a  promise  once, 
Th1  eternal  grace  is  sure. 
.3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 
The  promised  Jewish  throne ! 
But  there  rs  a  nobler  covenant  sealed 
To  David's  greater  Son. 
4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  p  - 
A  throne  above  the  skies  : 


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PSALM  LXXXIX.  141" 

The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
ill  to  that  glory  rise. 

Lord  God  of  hosts !  thy  wondrous  ways 

Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  hou 

To  thine  unc: 

PSALM  89,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

A  blessed  Gospel. 

1  pLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 
-O  The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  _  . 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Xor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

::gth  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel!  thy  King  i 6i  Igns, 

Thy  God  for  ever  li? 

PSALM  89,  Tliird  Part,  C.  M. 

Humble   Worship. 

1  1VITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

»  *     And  bow  before  the  Lord : 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine ! 
^There  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  \ 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand ; 
Darkness  and  day,  rrorn  east  to  west, 
^love  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control. 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  biilows  sleep. 

5  Hearen.  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 

And  the  dark  world  of  hell : 


144  PSALM  LXXXIX. 

How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine, 
When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 

G  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 


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PSALM  89,  Fourth  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Mercies  of  God. 

THE  mercies  of  my  God  and  King 
My  tongue  shall  still  pursue ; 
Oh  !  happy  they  who,  while  they  sing 
Those  mercies,  share  them  too. 

As  bright  and  lasting  as  the  sun, 

As  lofty  as  the  sky, 
From  age  to  age  thy  word  shall  rna, 

And  chance  and  change  defy. 

The  covenant  of  the  King  of  kings 

Shall  stand  for  ever  sure  ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 

Thy  saints  repose  secure. 

Thine  is  the  earth,  and  thine  the  skies, 

Created  at  thy  will ; 
The  waves  at  thy  command  arise, 

At  thy  command  are  still. 

In  earth  below,  in  heaven  above, 

Who — who  is  Lord  like  thee.? 
Oh  !  spread  the  gospel  of  thy  love, 

Till  all  thy  glory  see. 

PSALM  89,  L.  P.  M. 

Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

THIXK,  mighty  God!  on  feeble  man, — 
How  few  his  hours  !  how  short  his  span  !  • 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave ; 
Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

Lord  !  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, — 
"  The  race  of  man  was  ever  made 
For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust  V 


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PSALM  XC.  145 

Are  not  thy  servants,  day  bj  day, 

Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turned  to  clay? 

Lord !  where  \s  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 

3  Hast  thou  not  promised  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed,  a  heavenly  cnvw 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair: 
For  ever  blessed  lie  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  tind  ,-i  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  he  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproaeh,  and  pain  : 
Let  all  below,  and  all  ab< 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love. 

And  each  repeat  his  loud — A:. 

PSALM  90,  L.  M. 

Jinn    mortal,  and   God  eternal, 

THROUGH  every  age,  eternal  God! 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode; 
High  was  thy  throne,  ere  heaven  was  made 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

Long  hadst  thou  reigned,  ere  time  began. 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  to  a  man; 
And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
AVhen  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die. 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  ; 
Thy  dreadful  sentence.  Lord !  was  ju3t,— 
'  "  Return,  ye  -inner- !   to  your  dust."' 

Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life  *s  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  llower, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 

PSALM  90,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Qot\  the  Help  of  the  Saints. 

1  A  GOD  !  our  help  in  ages  p 
V/   Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home, — 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 


146  PSALM  XC. 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame; 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, — 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust — 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men !" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  a^ain. 


90 


90 


5  O  God !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

PSALM  90,  Second  Part,  C.  K. 

Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  "OETUBX.  0  God  of  love!  return; 
A**  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  : 

How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 
Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heaven  succeed  our  painful  years, 

Let  sin  and  sorrow  cc 
And,  in  proportion  to  our  tears. 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 

Make  thine  own  work  complete ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4.  Then  shall  we  slime  before  thy  throne, 
In  all  thy  beauty.  Lord  ! 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

PSALM  90,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Preparation  for  Death. 

1  1"  OBD!  if  thine  eye  survey  our  faults, 
-L'  And  justice  grow  severe, 

Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Almighty  God !  reveal  thy  love, 

And  not  thy  wrath  alone; 


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PSALM  XO.  147 

Oh  !  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

3  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art, 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have, 
That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

PSALM  90,  S.  M. 

The  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  T  ORD  !  what  a  feeble  piece 
-L^  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  lite — how  poor  a  trifle  't  is, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name ! 

2  Alas  the  brittle  clay. 

That  built  our  body  first ! 
And,  every  month,  and  every  day, 
T  is  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace. 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay ; 
Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

I  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  "11  keep  their  end  in  sight : 
We  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They  '11  waft  us  sooner  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

PSALM  90,  7s. 

»Xeic-  Year's  Day. 

1  IVHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

1 1     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little,  longer  wait. 

But  how  little, — none  can  know. 

2  A  s  the  winged  arrow  fies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  rind  : 


148  PSALM  XCI. 

A  ;  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 

Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 

Upward,  Lord!  our  spirits  raise, — 
All  below  is  but  a  dream.  • 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past,  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  : 
From  tliis  moment,  may  Ave  live 

With  eternity  in  view : 
Bless  thy" word  to  young  and  old ; 

Shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  Ave  dwell  with  thee  above. 


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PSALM  91,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Divine  Protection  amid  Dangers, 

1  TTE  that  hath  made  his  refuge,  God, 
J-l  Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode  ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 

And  there,  at  night,  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say. — "  My  God !  thy  power 

Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower ; 
I.  who  am  formed  of  feeble  dust, 
Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust." 

13  Thrice  happy  man  !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare  ;- 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire ; 

God  is  thy  life, — his  wings  are  spread, 
To  shield  thee  with  a  healthful  shade. 

5  If  vapors,  with  malignant  breath, 
Eise  thick  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  :  the  poisoned  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

PSALM  91,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Security  of  the  Saints. 


1   YITHAT  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 
'*    At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand,  di< 


died  ? 


91 


.   PSALM  XCL  149 

Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves, 
Among  the  dead,  amid  the  graves. 

2  ^o  when  lie  sent  his  angel  down 

To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  slew  their  sons, — his  careful  eye 
Passed  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

3  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 

4  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  lire, 
Shall  but  fulfill  their  best  desire ; 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free. 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord !  to  thee. 

PSALM  91,  C.  M. 

Exhortation   to   trust  in   God. 

1  "Y"E  sons  of  men  !   a  feeble  race, 
J-    Exposed  to  every  snare. 

Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling-place, 
And  try  and  trust  his  care. 

2  lie  '11  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

Your  feet,  in  ail  your  ways : 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

3  "  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 

I  '11  save  them,'1  said  the  Lord  : 
"  I  '11  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
Destruction  and  the  sword. 

•i  "My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call, 
In  trouble,  1 11  be  nigh  : 
My  power  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

5  "  Those  who  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 

I  '11  honor  them  in  heaven  ; 
There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
And  endless  life  be  given." 


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PSALM  91,  First  Part,  8s  and  7s. 

The   Divine  Protection. 

ALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation. 

Rest  beneath  tlr  Almighty's  shade  ; 

13* 


150  PSALM  XCL 

In  his  secret  habitation, 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed : 

There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee. 
Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare ; 

G  die  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 
In  eternal  safeguard  the  r 

2  From  the  sword,  at  noonday  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight,  blasting, 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence : 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow : 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver. 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  has  set  thy  love, 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection, 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above ; 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save  ; 
Here,  for  grief,  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 


91 


PSALM  91,  Second  Part,  8s  and  7s. 

.In  Evening-Psalm. 

1  C  AYIOUB !  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
^5  Ere  repose  our  spirits  ^eal : 

Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us. 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  rly. 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us  : 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

o  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 
Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

■i  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 


92 


92 


PSALM  XCH.  151 

PSALM  92,  First  Part,  L,  M. 

A  Pi  '  ■   Day. 

1   OWEET  is  the  work,  my  God  !  my  King  ! 

0  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

'2  Sweet  is  the  day  ot  sacred  rest, 

Xo  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh  !  may  my  heart  in  tune  he  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord. 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace. — how  bright  they  shine  t 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

•A  Lord  !  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part. 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 
And  every  power  rind  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM  92.  Second  Part.  L.  M. 

The  Church,  the  Garden   of  God. 

1  T  OED !  !t  is  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
-L^  In  gardens,  planted  by  thy  hand; 

Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  ^een, 
Like  a  young  cedar,  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees. 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true  : 
Xone  who  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful,  or  unkind. 


92 


1  QWEI 
0  Thv 


PSALM  92,  S.  M. 

Public    Worship. 

T  is  the  work.  0  Lord ! 
lorious  name  to  sing. 


152  PSALM  XCII. 

To  praise  and  pray,  to  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet — at  the  dawning  light, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 
And,  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwTell. 

3  Sweet — on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join,  in  heart  and  voice, 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 


92 


PSALM  92,  7s. 

Praise  to  God  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  THOU  who  art  enthroned  above, 

J-   Thou  by  whom  we  live  and  move ! 
Oh!  how  sweet,  with  joyful  tongue, 
To  resound  thy  praise  in  song ! 
When  the  morning  paint3  the  skies, 
When  the  sparkling  stars  arise, 
All  thy  favors  to  rehearse, 
And  give  thanks  in  grateful  verse. 

2  Sweet  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
When  devotion  fills  the  breast, 
"When  we  dwejl  within  thy  house, 
Hear  thy  word,  and  pay  our  vows; 
Notes  to  heaven's  high  mansions  raise, 
Fill  its  courts  with  joyful  praise  ; 
With  repeated  hymns  proclaim 
Great  Jehovah's  awful  name. 

3  From  thy  works  our  joys  arise, 
O  thou  only  good  and  wise ! 
Who  thy  wonders  can  declare  ? 
How  profound  thy  counsels  are ! 
Warm  our  hearts  with  sacred  fire; 
Grateful  fervors  still  inspire ; 

All  our  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
Ever  in  thy  praise  unite. 


93 


93 


PSALM  XCIII.  153 


PSALM  93,  First  Fart,  L.  JUL. 

The  eternal  and  sovereign  God. 

1  TEIIOVAJI  feigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light, 
*t   Girded  with  majesty  and  might': 
The  world,  created  by  hifl  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But,  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, — 
Thyself,  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods,  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies : 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high  ! — 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure, 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

PSALM  93,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Dominion  and  Power  of  God. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 
A   In  robes  of  majesty  arrayed  ; 
His  rule  omnipotence  sustains, 

And  guides  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made. 

2  Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 

Or  ere  the  heavens  were  stretched  abroad 
Thine  awful  throne  was  fixed  above  ; 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  The  swelling  floods  tumultuous  rise — 

Aloud  the  angry  tempests  roar, 
Lift  their  proud  billows  to  the  skies, 
And  foam  and  lash  the  trembling  shore. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  on  high, 

Controls  the  fiercely-raging  seas; 
He  speaks! — and  noise  and  tempest  fly; 
The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 

5  Thy  sovereign  laws  are  ever  sure ; 

Eternal  holiness  is  thine  ; 
And,  Lord!  thy  people  should  be  pure, 
And  in  thy  blest  resemblance  shine. 


154  PSALM  XCIII. 

q  q  PSALM  93,  S.  P.  M. 

t7  »J  The  .Majesty  of  God. 

1  HPHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
A   And  royal  state  maintains, — 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned; 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word ; 
Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 
Before  the  starry  sky  ; 

Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord ! 

3  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  power  engage; 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky : 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  ; 

Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 

4  Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 

there  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove; 
Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 

And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 


93 


PSALM  93,  5s  and  6s. 

God's  Servants  should  praise  Him. 

VE  servants  of  God  ! 
JL    Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name ; 
The  name,  all-victorious, 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 
God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have  : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 


94 


95 


PSALMS  xciv.  xcv.  155 

Ascribing  salvation 
To  Jesus,  our  King. 

8    •'  Salvation  to  I 

Who  sits  on  the  throne  I" — 
Let  all  cry  aloud. 

And  honor  the  Son: 
Immanuehs  pr, 

The  angels  proclaim ; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces, 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right ; 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might ; 
All  honor  and  blessing, — 

With  angels  above, — 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love. 

PSALM  94,  C.  M. 

Help  in  God. 

1  TJAD  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help, 
-tl  Sustained  my  fainting  head, 

My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 
My  soul  among  the  dead. 

2  M  Alas  !  my  sliding  feet,*'  I  cried  ; 

Thy  promise  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  stood  constant  at  my  side, 
thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 

3  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll, 
Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults. 
Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 

PSALM  95,  L.  M. 

Warning  against  Delay. 

1  /^OME,  let  our  voices  join,  to  raise 
V  A  sacred  song  of  solemn  p>raise ; 
God  is  a  sovereign  King; — rehearse 
His  honors  in  exalted  verse. 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  framed  our  natures  with  his  word  ■ 


156  PSALM  XCY. 

lie  is  our  shepherd ; — we  the  sheep, 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey; 
Xor  let  our  hardened  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 

4  Look  hack,  my  soul !  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  : 
Attend  the  offered  grace  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

5  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates ; 
Believe, — and  take  the  promised  rest ; 
Obey, — and  be  for  ever  blest. 


95 


PSALM  95,  C.  M. 

Preparation  for  Prayer, 

IXG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
ind  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
"When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 


1  CD 
0  1 


95 


2  AVith  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, — 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face : 
Oh  !  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

4  Now  is  the  time  ; — he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

PSALM  95,  S.  M. 

Immediate  Obedience. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

He  formed  the  deeps  unknown ; 
He  pave  the  seas  their  bound  • 


95 


PSALM  XCV.  157 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  AVorship  at  his  throne; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord: 
We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But,  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race  ; — 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dressed, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, — 
"  You,  that  despise  my  promised  rest, 
Shall  have  no  portion  there." 

PSALM  95,  H.  M. 

Seeking-  God  to-day. 

COME,  let  us  gladly  sing 
To  God.  our  Saviour  King ; 

With  thanks  his  presence  seek, 

In  psalms  his  praises  speak ; 
He  ?s  God  most  high  ;  let  all  draw  nigh, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  earth  and  sky. 

He  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

He  made  this  spacious  earth; 

His  are  the  sea  and  land — 

They  rose  at  his  command : 
With  reverence  all  before  him  fall, 
And  on  his  name  devoutly  call. 

Come,  kneel  before  his  throne, 

For  he  is  God  alone ; 

We  are  the  flock  he  leads — 

The  sheep  his  bounty  feeds : 
To-day, — to-day. — his  voice  obey  ; — 
Grieve  not  the  Holy  Ghost  away. 


95 


PSALM  95,  8s. 

Public    Worship. 

OH !  come,  let  us  sing  to  the  Lord, 
In  God,  our  salvation,  rejoice ; 


14 


158  PSALM  xcyi. 

In  psalms  of  thanksgiving,  record 

His  praise,  with  one  spirit,  one  voice : 

Jehovah  is  king,  and  he  reigns — 
The  God  of  all  gods,  on  his  throne ; 

The  strength  of  the  hills  he  maintains ; 
The  ends  of  the  earth  are  his  own. 

2  The  sea  is  Jehovah's — he  made 

The  tide  its  dominion  to  know  ; 
The  land  is  Jehovah's — he  laid 

Its  solid  foundation  below : 
Oh !  come,  let  ns  worship  and  kneel 

Before  our  Creator,  onr  God ; 
The  people  who  serve  him  with  zeal, 

The  flock  whom  he  guides  with  his  rod. 


96 


PSALM  96,  C.  M. 

Christ's  Jirst  and  second  Coming', 

1  C IXG  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands ! 
^  Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue ! 

His  new-discovered  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations, — "  Jesns  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne." 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea ; 
Ye  mountains !  sink,  ye  valleys !  rise, 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes, — he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations,  as  their  God ; 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  But,  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near, 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread 
To  see  their  Judge  appear! 


96 


96 


PSALM  XOVL  159 

PSALM  96,  S.  M. 

Praise  due  to  God  alone. 


1  "VTOAV  let  our  songs  arise, 
-li    In  new  exalted  strains  : 

Let  ea:th  repeat  it  to  the  skies; — 
The  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigns  ! 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  our  God, 

And  bless  his  sacred  name ; 

His  great  salvation,  all  abroad, 

From  day  to  day  proclaim. 

3  Mid  heathen  nations  place 

The  glories  of  his  throne ; 
And  let  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
Through  all  the  earth  be  known. 

4  Great  is  tlr1  eternal  Lord, 

And  great  must  be  his  praise  : 

O'er  all  the  gods,  on  high  adored, 

His  mightier  arm  he  rll  raise. 

5  Through  earth,  let  every  tribe, 

Let  every  nation,  sing : 
Glory,  and  grace,  and  might  ascribe 
To  our  eternal  King. 

PSALM  96,  L.  P.  M. 

The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  JET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 

J-J  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise ; 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know ; 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show  : 

And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

2  He  framed  the  globe,  he  built  the  sky, 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
His  beauties. — how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple, — how  divinely  fair  ! 

3  Come  the  great  day.  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 

And  barVrous  nations  fear  his  name! 
Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And,  in  his  courts,  his  grace  proclaim. 


160  PSALM  XOVII. 

97 


PSALM  97,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Christ  coming  to  Judgment, 


2 


97 


97 


HE  reigns !  the  Lord,  the  Savioui  reigns ! 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo !  he  comes  ; 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs  \ 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire  ; — 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints  !  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption 's  nigh. 

PSALM  97,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

ChrisVs  Incarnation. 

THE  Lord  is  come ; — the  heavens  proclaim 
His  birth  ;  the  nations  l^arn  his  name : 
An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 
Of  eastern  sages,  to  their  God. 

All  ye  bright  armies  of  tl  e  skies ! 
Go  worship  where  the  Ss  riour  lies  ; 
Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below. 

Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 
And  their  own  worshipers  confound  ; 
But  Judah  shout,  and  Zion  sing, 
And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 

PSALM  97,  Third  Part,  L.  M. 

Grace  and  Glory. 

1  TIP  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 
-L   O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky : 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 


97 


98 


PSALMS  XCVII,  XCVIII.  161 

Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise. 
And  the  blight  harvest  bless  our  ej 

3  Rejoice,  ye  righteous  !  and  record 
The  -acred  honors  of  the  Lord; 
None,  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

PSALM  97,  C.  K. 

The  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  VE  isles  and  shores  of  every  sea ! 

J-    Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns : 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 

And  makes  the  valleys  rise  ; 
The  humble  souls  enjoy  his  smiles, 
The  haughty  sinner  dies. 

3  Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth, 

Make  the  Redeemer  known; 
Thus  shall  he  come  to  judge  the  earth, 
And  angels  guard  his  throne. 

4  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire ; 
His  children  take  their  upward  flight, 
And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

5  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 

For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

PSALM  98,  First  Part.  C.  M. 

Praise  for  the  Oospel. 

1  TO  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 
A  Xew  honors  be  addressed; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 

And  makes  the  nations  blessed. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first ; 

His  truth  fulfills  the  grace : 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

TTith  all  her  different  tongues  ; 

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162  psalms  xcvni,  xcix. 


98 


98 


99 


And  spread  the  honors  of  his  name, 
In  melody  and  songs. 

PSALM  98,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

The  joyful  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  TOY  to  the  world, — the  Lord  is  come  ; 
u   Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth, — the  Saviour  reigns ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ ; 
"While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  98,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Christ's  first  and  second  Coming1. 

1  TO  God  address  the  joyful  psalm, 
J-   Who  wondrous  things  hath  done  ; 
Whose  own  right  hand,  and  holy  arm, 

The  victory  have  won. 

2  He,  to  the  Gentile  nations  round, 

Hath  made  his  mercy  known  ; 
And,  to  the  world's  remotest  bound, 
His  justice  shall  be  shown. 

3  The  promised  Saviour  meekly  came, 

And  man's  full  ransom  paid ; 
Again  he  comes,  his  own  to  claim, 
In  awful  pomp  arrayed. 

4  He  comes  with  power, — he  quits  the  skies, 

To  punish  and  reward ; 
Oh !  let  one  general  chorus  rise 
To  praise  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  99,  First  Part,  S.  M. 

The  Majesty  and  Grace  of  Jehovah, 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ! — 
J-  Let  all  the  nations  fear : 


99 


PSALMS  XCIX,  C.  163 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

"our,  reigns ! — 
earth  adore  its  Lord ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 
Swift  to  fulfill  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  is  his  throne  ; 

His  honors  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praise  ! 
Justice  and  truth  and  judgment  join, 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

PSALM  99,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 

Ji  holy  God  worshiped  with  Reverence, 

1  T?XALT  the  Lord,  our  God, 
Xj  And  worship  at  his  feet ; 

His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  "When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, — 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  then*  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same  : 
Still  he  's  a  God  of  liolii: 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 


100 


PSALM  100,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 


1  TTE  nations  round  the  earth  !  rejoice 

J-    Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  't  is  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give  ; 


164  PSALM  C. 

We  are  nis  work,  and  not  our  own ; 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


100 


PSALM  100,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  sovereign  Jehovah. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
-D  Ye  nations  !  how  with  sacred  joy  : 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  : 

He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, — 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker  !  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs  ; 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Yast  as  eternity,  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  vears  shall  cease  to  move. 


100 


PSALM  100,  C.  M. 

The  Creator  adored. 


1  OIXG,  all  ye  lands  ! — with  rapture  sing, 
O  And  bless  Jehovah's  name ; 

With  loud  hosannas  hail  your  King, — 
Bow  down — your  God  proclaim. 

2  Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, — 

'T  is  he  who  made  us  -all ; 
His  people — we  his  sceptre  own, 
His  sheep — we  heai  v\s  call. 


.VLM  C.  165 

3  Enter  s,  with  shouts  oi 

►w  down; 

9  em j  I  .y. 

And  him  -  ■'■"n. 

»nd  all  praise, 
winds  his  mercy  kn 
truth  endures  throng  endless  days, 
Hia  grace 


100 


PSALM  100,  H.  M, 

Truth. 


1  C IXG  to  the  Lord  most  high  : 
0  Let  every  land  a  . 

With  grateful  voice  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  powe~: 

With  cheerful  songs 
Declare  b  - 
And  let  his  pr 

Inspire  your  tongu 

2  Enter  his  con  J\ 

With  rd; 

He  formed  us  with  his  hand, 
And  quickened  by  his  word ; 

"With  wide  command, 
He  sprc  \.y, 

O'er  every  sea 

And  every  land. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food, 

And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  care. 

And  in  his  pastures  ::ve: 
With  cheerful  songs 

Declare  his  w 

And  let  his  pi 
Inspire  your  tongues. 

4  Good  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

His  truth  and  mercy  sure : 
While  earth  and  heaven  shall  last, 

His  promises  endure : 
With  wide  command. 

He  spreads  his  sway, 

0?er  every  sea 
And  everv  land. 


l66  psalms  c,  ex. 

i  f\r\  PSALM  100,  7s. 

1UU  Praise  from  all  Lands. 

1  AH!  be  joyful  in  the  Lord, 
v  Every  land  beneath  the  sun ! 
In  his  praise  with  glad  accord, 

Let  all  tongues  and  hearts  be  one : 
For  our  God  is  God  alone, 
Whose  we  are,  and  not  our  own ; 
We  his  people  are — the  sheep 
He  will  ever  rule  and  keep. 

2  Come,  and  join  the  joyous  throng 

AVho  Jehovah's  praise  proclaim  : 
In  his  courts,  with  grateful  song, 

Speak  the  honors  of  his  name : 
Rich  his  bounty  to  our  race ; 
Inexhaustible  his  grace ; 
Ready  to  forgive  and  bless  ; 
Ever  sure  his  faithfulness. 

^  r\r\  PSALM  100,  lis  and  8s. 

X\J\J         Thanksgiving  and  Praise  in  the  Sanctuary, 

1  DE  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth! 
-D  Oh  !  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear ; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth, 

"With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  ruler  o'er  all : 
And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own  ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  Oh !  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song, 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
His  praise  with  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 

And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand  ; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 


101 

1 


PSALM  101,  L.  M. 

The  Magistrate's  Song. 

MERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song; 
And,  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God !  my  righteous  King ! 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I  bring. 


PSALM  cn.  107 

2  If  I  am  raised  to  bear  the  sword, 
I  '11  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word ; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heavenly  grace 
S    .11  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

-  Lorn  all  my  actions  guide. 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside  : 
No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  I  *11  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posrs  of  honor,  wealth,  and  trust : 
The  men.  that  work  thy  holy  will. 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav 'rites  still. 

2  PSALM  102.  First  Part.  L.  M. 

Men  mortal — the  Church 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

J-  Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race  : 
Disease  and  death,  at  his  command. 
Arrest  us.  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us.  0  Lord !  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day. 

And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon  I 

3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  should  assuage: — 
t;  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  : 
Christ  is  the  same  through  every  age." 

4  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky. 

Like  garments  shall  be  laid  iside : 
But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high  ; 
Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide. 

5  Before  thy  face,  thy  church  shall  live. 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive. 
And  the  dead  saints  be  raised  again. 

2  PSALM  102.  Second  Part.  L.  M, 

T'.i   umckmmgimg  G  ■:. 

1  pREAT  Former  of  this  various  frame! 
VJ  Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name. 
And  bow  and  tremble,  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 


168  PSALM  Oil. 

2  Before  thine  infinite  survey, 
Creation  rose  as  yesterday  ; 

And,  as  to-morrow,  shall  thine  eye 
See  earth  and  stars  in  ruin  lie. 

3  Beyond  the  highest  angel's  sight, 
Thou  dwellest  in  eternal  light, 
Which  shines  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  systems  waste  away. 

4  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun ; 
And,  while  to  lengthened  years  we  trust, 
Before  the  moth  we  sink  to  dust. 

5  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies  ; — 

G  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see ; 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 


102 


PSALM  102,  First  Part,  C.  H. 

Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored. 

1  I"  ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice ; 
i-J  Behold  the  promised  hour ! 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes ; 
Those  ruins  shall  he  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  : 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners'  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemned  to  death  ; 

And,  when  his  saints  complain, 


PSALM  (II.  169 

It  sha'  n't  be  said,  that  praying  Dreath 
Was  ever  spent  in  vain. 

6  This  shall  he  known,  when  we  are  dead, 
:  left  on  long  record  : 

Tha  unborn,  may  read, 

And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 


102 


PSALM  102,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

.1  Prayer  fur  the  Afflicted. 


102 


1  TJE  AB  me,  0  God !  nor  hide  thy  face ; 
-EL  But  answer,  lest  I  die ; 

Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry  ? 

2  As,  on  some  lonely  building's  top, 

The  sparrow  tells  her  moan, 
Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

3  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 

3  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 

4  Thou  wilt  arise  and  show  thy  face, 

Xor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
that  long-expected  day. 

5  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

And,  by  mysterious  ways, 
Redeems  the  prisoners  doomed  to  die ; 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praise. 

PSALM  102,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

God  unchangeable  amid  Changes  of  Creation. 

1  THROL'GII  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 
1    0  thou  eternal  God  ! 

Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth, 

Of  old,  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee,  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven, 
With,  matchless  skill,  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Formed  by  thy  powerful  hand, 

15 


170  PSALMS  on,  cm. 

Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections  all-divine, 
Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 

iaq  PSALM  102,  7s. 

\-\J /£>  Prayer  in  Affliction. 

1  TTEAR  my  prayer,  Jehovah  !  hear ; 
Jl  Listen  to  my  humble  cries ; 

See  the  day  of  trouble  near  ; 
Heavy  on  my  soul  it  lies. 

2  Hide  not,  then,  thy  gracious  face, 

When  the  storm  around  me  falls ; 
Hear  me,  O  thou  God  of  grace ! 
.Tn  the  time  thy  servant  calls. 

3  Earth  and  hell  their  censures  pour, 

Madly  rage  against  my  soul  : 

When  my  God  appears  no  more, 

Who  their  fury  can  control  ? 

4  Hide  not,  then,  thy  gracious  face, 

When  the  storm  around  me  falls ; 
Hear  me,  O  thou  God  of  grace ! 
Hear  me  when  thy  servant  calls. 

i  ah  PSALM  103,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

X  \J  O         The  Goodness  and  Mercy  of  God  celebrated. 

1  "DLESS,  0  my  soul !  the  living  God, 

-D  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers,  within  me,  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  0  my  soul !  the  God  of  grace ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise: 

"Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  'T  is  he,  my  soul !  who  sent  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  dorje  : 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  : 


103 


PSALM  CHI.  171 

I  ;  entile  with  the  Jew  shall  join, 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

PSALM  103,  Second  Part.  L.  M. 
Fkrjrivcnea  -  stistnman. 


1  THE  Lord. — how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 
i-   How  firm  his  truth,  how  large  his  grace ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne ; 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high,  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens,  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, — 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

o  Xot  half  so  for,  hath  nature  placed 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west. 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

•i  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  rlies  ; 
And,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn. 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn ! 

o  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure  : 
To  all  the  saints  it  shall  endure  : 
From  age  to  age,  his  truth  shall  reign ; 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 


103 


PSALM  103.  First  Part.  S.  M. 

The  .Mercies  of  God. 

AH  !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
\J  Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

Oh  !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankful  ness, 

And  without  praises  die. 

T  is  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'T  is  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'T  is  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 

And  makes  thee  young  again. 

He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 
When  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 


172  PSALM  CIII. 

He,  who  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell, 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save, 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good ; 
He  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  prcud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 

G  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 
He  made  by  Moses  known ; 
Bat  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 
By  his  beloved  Son. 


103 


PSALM  103,  Second  Part.  S.  M. 

Praise  to   God  for  his  Mercies. 


103 


1  AH  !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
V/  His  grace  to  thee  proclaim : 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 

To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  Oh  !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind : 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  : 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 

And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

AVhose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole  ; 
AVhose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days ; 
Oh  !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

PSALM  103,  Third  Part,  S.  M. 

.Mercy  in  the  midst  cf  Judgment. 

1  1  IT  soul  I  repeat  his  praise, 

-JA  AVhose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
AVhose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 


PSALMS  CHI,  CIV.  17: 

So  Car  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  though:-  exceed. 

o  J  lis  power  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 

Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord. 

To  those  who  fear  his  name, 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  grass. 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  : 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  Held, 
It  withers  in  an  Lour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

To  endless  years  endure  : 
And  children's  children  ever  rind 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 


103 


104 


PSALM  103,  Fourth  Part,  S.  M. 

God's  Dominion  ;  or,  angelic  Praise. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King. 

J-   Hath  fixed  his  throne  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules. 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels  !  great  in  might, 

And  swift  to  do  his  will, 
Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfill. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts,  who  wait 

The  orders  of  their  KmLr. 
And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 

Through  his  vast  kingdom,  show 
Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul ! 
Shalt  sing  his  graces  too. 

PSALM  104,  L.  M. 

God's  Majesty  as  the  Creator  and  sovereign  King. 

1  AfY  soul!  thy  great  Creator  praise  : 
■I"    When  clothed  in  his  celestial  rays, 


174  PSALM  CV. 

He  n  full  majesty  appears, 
And,  like  a  robe,  his  glory  wears. 

2  The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  spread  ; 
Th1  unfathomed  deep  he  makes  his  bed  ; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies, 
On  winged  storms,  across  the  skies. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  naming  fires  ; 

And  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move, 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord ! 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word  ; 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stand, 
"Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

5  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke ; 
Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 

6  In  thee,  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 
Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 


105 


PSALM  105,  C.  M. 

Covenant  with  Abraham  remembered. 


1  n  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
VJ  And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 

Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  numerous  ages  past, 

To  numerous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  shall  last. 

3  He  sware  to  Abraham  and  his  seed, 

And  made  the  blessing-  sure  ; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  truth  endure. 

4  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round, 

Securely  they  removed  ; 
And  haughty  kings,  who  on  them  frowned. 
Severely  lie  reproved. 


PSALMS  CV,  CVI.  175 

5  Thus  guarded  by  th1  almighty  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possessed 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promised  land, 
And  there  enjoyed  their 

6  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

The  church  renounce  her  fear  ; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 


105 


PSALM  105,  7s. 

Encouragement  to  see/c  God. 

1  AH  !   give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ; 

V/  All  his  wondrous  deeds  proclaim: 
Every  tongue  his  praise  record ; 
Every  heart  adore  his  name. 

2  Seek  the  Lord,  his  grace  implore, 

On  his  love  your  trust  repose  : 
Seek  his  presence  evermore ; 

There  lay  down  your  cares  and  woes. 

3  Ye,  who  make  the  Lord  your  choice, 

Call  to  mind  his  works  of  love  ; 
Tell  his  wonders,  and  rejoice 
In  your  King  who  reigns  above. 

4  Thou,  0  Lord!  art  true  and  just: 

Thou  wilt  crown,  with  sure  success. 
All  the  waiting  souls  that  trust 
In  thv  love  and  faithfulness. 


106 


PSALM  106,  First  Part,  I.  M. 

God  praised  fcr  his   G  >odnes.<  and  .Mercy. 

1  AH  !  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
\J  The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 

Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  I 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor.  Lord! 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford: 
When  thou  ret  urn's  t  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thv  salvation  visit  me. 


176  psalm  en. 

4  Oh  !  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

i  a/j  PSALM  106,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

lUl)       Praise  to  God  for  his  Greatness  and  Jllcrcy. 

1  TO  God,  the  great,  the  ever-blessed, 
J-  Let  songs  of  honor  be  addressed  ; 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ? 
Who  shall  fulfill  thy  boundless  praise  ?- 
Blest  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Pwemember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed ; 
And,  with  the  same  salvation,  bless 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh  !  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice : 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord !  to  be 
Joined  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 


106 


PSALM  106,  S.  M. 

Israel  punished  and  pardoned. 

1  pODof  eternal  love! 

VJ  How  fickle  are  our  ways ! 
And  yet,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
Thy  constancy  of  grace ! 

2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  thy  praise  they  sung : 
But  soon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmured  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  sins  provoke  the  Lord 
Till  he  reduced  them  low. 

4  Yet,  when  they  mourned  their  faults, 

He  hearkened  to  their  groans ; 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  c.'illeil  them  still  his  sons. 


PSALM  CVJI.  177 

5  Their  names  were  in  hifl  hook; 

Ik*  saved  them  from  their  fix 
Oft  he  chastised,  bul 
The  people  whom  he  oh 

6  Lei  I-.'."  I  bl    B  the  Lord. 

Who  loved  their  ancient  race ; 
And  Christians  join  the  solemn  word. — 
Amen, — to  all  the  praise. 


107 


PSALM  107,  First  Part,  L.   M, 

hrarl  ltd  to   Canaan,  and  Christians  to  Heaceiu 

1  /MYE  thanks  to  God — he  reigns  above; 
vJ  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  ; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 

The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  :  — 

Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  ch 

And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  S  '.  when  our  first  relea-e  we  gain 
From  sin's  old  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, — 
A  dangerous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

4  lie  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way. 
lie  guides  our  footsteps  lest  we  stray ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

5  Oh  !  let  us.  then,  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works — how  kind  his  ways! 
Let  every  tongue  renounce  his  praise. 


107 


PSALM  107,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Seaman's  8ng. 

\VOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

' '     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  se 

They  leave  tlrm*  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind  : 
Till  God  commands, — and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies . 


178  PSALM  ovn. 

3  When  land  is  far  and  death  is  nigui, 
Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry ; 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address. 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

4  Oh  !  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord; 
Let  them  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 


107 


PSALM  107,  C.  M. 

Servants  of  God  safe. 


1  TJOW  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord ! 
-£L  How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When,  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave. 
They  know  thou  art  not  sIoav  to  hear, 
Xor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore ; 
We  Tl  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

•  ,^  ry  PSALM  107,  First  Part,  7s, 

JL  \J  §  Divine  Guidance. 

1  THAXK  and  praise  Jehovah's  name  ; 
J-   Tor  his  mercies,  firm  and  sure, 
From  eternity,  the  same, 

To  eternity,  endure. 

2  Let  the  ransomed  thus  rejoice, 

Gathered  out  of  every  land, 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 

Plur-ked  from  the  destrover's  hand. 


psalms  ovn,  ovra.  179 

3  To  a  pleasant  land  he  brings, 

Where  the  vine  and  olive  grow, 
Where,  from  flowery  hills,  the  springs 
Through  luxuriant  valleys  flow. 

4  Oh  !  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 

For  his  goodness  to  their  race : 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 


107 


PSALM  107,  Second  Part,  7s. 
Dangers  of  the  Ocean. 

1  THEY  who  toil  upon  the  deep, 
J-   And,  in  vessels  light  and  frail. 
O'er  the  mighty  waters  sweep, 

With  the  billow  and  the  gale, 
"Mark  what  wonders  God  performs. — 

When  he  speaks,  and,  uncontined, 
Hush  to  battle  all  his  storms. 

In  the  chariots  of  the  wind. 

2  Up  to  heaven  their  bark  is  whirled, 

On  the  mountain  oi  the  wave  : 
Down  as  suddenly  \  is  hurled 

To  th'  abysses  of  the  grave  : 
To  and  fro  they  reel — they  roll. 

As  intoxicate  with  wine  ; 
Terrors  paralyze  their  soul. 

Helm  they  quit,  and  hope  resign. 

3  Then  unto  the  Lord  they  cry: 

He  inclines  a  gracious  ear, 
Sends  deliverance  from  on  high. 

Rescues  them  from  all  their  fear  : 
Oh !  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 

For  his  goodness  to  their  race  ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 

And  the  riches  of  his  grace. 


108 


PSALM  108,  C.  M. 

.i  .Momijig-  Song. 


1  4  WAKE,  my  soul !  to  sound  his  praise, 
-J-  Awake,  my  harp  !  to  sing  ; 

Join,  all  my  powers  !   the  song  to  raise, 
And  morning  incense  bring. 

2  Among  the  people  of  his  care. 

And  through  the  nations  round, 


180  PSALMS  CIX,  CX. 

Glad  songs  of  praise  will  I  prepare, 
And  there  his  name  resound. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God ! 

Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
Diffuse  thy  heavenly  grace  abroad, 
And  teach  the  world  thy  name. 

4  So  shall  thy  chosen  sons  rejoice, 

And  throng  thy  courts  above; 
While  sinners  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice. 
And  taste  redeeming  love. 


109 


PSALM  109,  C.  M. 

The  Example  of  Christ. 

1  H  01)  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise ! 
VI  Thy  glory  is  my  song ; 

Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When,  in  the  form  of  mortal  man, 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compassed  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursued; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  raged  without  a  cause  ; 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  prayed  for  murderers  on  his  cross, 
And  blessed  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord  !  shall  thy  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  before  my  oyv>'! 
Give  me  a  soul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  mine  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  engage, 

And,  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage 
Who  slander  and  condemn. 


110 


PSALM  110,  L.  M. 

Christ  exalted  as  a  Kino-  and  Saviour. 


1  THUS  God,  th'  eternal  Father,  spake 
A   To  Christ,  the  Son — "  Ascend  and  sit 


PSALMS  CX,  CXI.  181 

At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 

Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

2  u  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed; 
Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

X  "  That  day  shall  show  thy  power  i<  great, 
When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple-crate, 
Where  holiness,  in  beauty,  shines." 

4  Oh  !  blessed  power — Oh  !  glorious  da>  ! 
How  large  a  vict'ry  shall  ensue ;  — 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  i 

Exceed  the  drops  of  morning-dew. 


110 


PSALM  110,  C.  M. 

ChrisCs  Kin<T<iom  and  Priesthood. 


1  TESUS,  our  Lord  !  ascend  thy  throne, 
t/    And  near  thy  Father  sit : 

In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 
And  n-^ke  thy  foes  submit 

2  AYhat  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  tio ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 

3  God  hath  pronounced  a  firm  decree, 

Xor  changes  what  he  swore  ; — 
4;  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
TYhen  Aaron  is  no  more.'' 

4:  Jesus,  our  priest,  for  ever  lives, 
To  plead  for  us  above : 
Jesus,  our  king,  for  ever  gives 
The  blessings  of  his  love. 

5  God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain; 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
TTho  dare  oppose  his  reign. 


Ill 


PSALM  111,  First  Part,  L.  M, 

The    JVisdom  of  God  in  his    H'crks. 


1  0  OXGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 
^  To  my  almighty  God  ; 

i  a 


182  PSALM  CXI. 

He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought ! 

How  glorious  hi  our  sight ! 
And  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame! 

How  wise  tlr  eternal  mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 
That  his  first  thoughts  designed. 

4  "When  he  redeemed  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fixed  his  covenant  sure  ; 
The  orders,  that  his  lips  pronounce, 
To  endless  years  endure. 

5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  sides, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim : 

What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

G  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 
Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he 's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 
"Who  best  obeys  thy  will. 


Ill 


PSALM  111,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Perfections  of  God. 


1  p  HEAT  is  the  Lord ;— his  works  of  might 
vJ  Demand  our  noblest  songs  , 

Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  oi:  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

lie  gives  his  children  food; 

And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  ; 

Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name ; 

His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  Great  is  the  Lord  : — his  works  of  might 

Demand  our  noblest  songs; 
Oh !  let  th'  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 


PSALM  OXlf.  1£0 

-.  -.  q  PSALM  112,  L.  Iff. 

_L  _L  ,C  Blessings  of  the  Chan: 

1  THRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 

A  Loves  his  commands,  and  (rusts  his  word  ; 
Honor  and  peace  his  days  attend, 

And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclined; 

He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 

Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 
8  I  lis  sonl,  well-fixed  upon  the  Lord, 

Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word; 

Amid  the  darkness,  light  shall  rise. 

To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes, 
•i  He  hath  dispersed  his  alms  abroad  ; 

His  works  are  still  before  his  God  : 

His  name  cm  earth  shall  long  remain, 

Nor  shall  his  hope  of  heaven  be  vain. 

-1  -t  .-)  PSALM  112,  C.  M. 

J.  J.  /£  Jsiberalitu  rciear 

1  TTAFPY  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
J-l  And  follows  his  commands  : 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 

Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast. 

To  all  the  sons  of  need. 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 

With  blessings  on  his  seed. 
8  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 

And  give  him  peace  divine. 
•i  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  : 
Honor  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 

Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


112 


1  THJ 
1  0 


PSALM  112.  L.  P.  M. 

al  Man* 

AT  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
0(  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law: 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renowned : 


184  PSALM  CXIII. 

His  house,  the  seat  of  wealth,  shall  be 
An  unexhausted  treasury, 

And  with  successive  honors  crowned. 

2  His  liberal  favors  he  extends ; 

To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends ; 

A  generous  pity  tills  his  mind  : 
Yet,  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 

And  thus  he  7s  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestowed, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sowed : 

The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives,  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 

4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round. 
Unmoved  shall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up : 
The  soul,  that 's  filled  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night, 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 


113 


PSALM  113,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

God,  sovereign  and  gracious. 

1  VE  servants  of  tlr  almighty  King ! 
J-    In  every  age  his  praises  sing ; 

"Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  : 
."Kor  time  nor  place  his  power  restrain, 
Isov  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories — Iioav  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love !  he  stoops  to  vtew 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do ; 
And  condescends,  yet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 


PSALM  oxin.  185 

5  From  Just,  and  cottages  obscure, 
humble  poor ; 
Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  sons, 

And  lits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 


113 


11 


PSALM  113,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Praise  for  God's   Condescension. 

1  CER  VAX  IS  of  God!  in  joyful  lays, 
^5  Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

2  P>lest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest, 
From  the  sun's  rising  to  its  rest : 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 

3  Who  is  like  God  ? — so  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  himself  to  view  the  sky  ; 
And  yet,  with  condescending  grace, 
Looks  down  upon  the  human  race. 

4  He  hears  the  uncomplaining  moan 
Of  those,  who  sit  and  weep  alone  , 
He  lifts  the  mourner  from  the  dust, 
And  saves  the  poor  in  him  who  trust 

5  Servants  of  God!  in  joyful  lays, 

Sing  ye  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore. 
From  age  to  age.  for  evermore. 

q  PSALM  113,  7s. 

9l)  The   Condescension  of  God. 

1  HALLELUJAH!  raise.  Oh!  raise 
J--L  To  our  God  the  song  of  praise  : 
All  his  servants!  join  to  sing 
God,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King. 

2  Blessed  be.  for  evermore. 

That  dread  name  which  we  adore! 
Round  the  world  his  praise  be  sung, 
Through  all  lands,  in  every  tongue. 

3  O'er  all  nations  God  alone. — 
Higher  than  the  heavens  his  throne  ; 
Who  is  like  our  God  most  high, 
Infinite  in  majesty^ 

16* 


186  PSALMS  CXIII,  CXIV. 

4  Yet  to  view  the  heavens  he  bends ; 
Yea,  to  earth  he  condescends ; 
Passing  by  the  rich  and  great, 
For  the  low  and  desolate. 

5  He  the  broken  spirit  cheers, 
Turns  to  joy  the  mourner's  tears: 
Such  the  wonders  of  his  ways  ! 
Praise  his  name, — for  ever  praise. 


113 


PSALM  113,  L.  P.  M. 

Majesty  and  Condescension  of  God. 

1  TTE  who  delight  to  serve  the  Lord ! 
A    The  honors  of  his  name  record, 

His  sacred  name  for  ever  bless : 
"Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess* 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height : 
Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
"With  our  eternal  God  compare, 

Armed  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head,  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do, 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things : 
His  sovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor: 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  fits  them  for  the  thrones  of  kings. 


114 


1 


PSALM  114,  L.  M. 

Miracles  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

WHEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  own 
Their  King ; — and  Judah  was  his  throne. 
Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way : 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 
With  backward  current,  to  his  head. 
What  power  could  make  the  deep  divide — 
Make  Jordan  backward  roil  his  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 
And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels? 


PSALMS  CXV,  OXVL  187 

4  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood, 

Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God! 
The  King  of  Israel — see  him  here! 

Tremble,  thou  earth  !   adore  and  fear. 

^  ^   jz  PSALM  U5,  L.  M. 

lit/  The  true  God,  our  Hope  and  Trust. 

1  "VTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, — 
■1*   Not  to  our-  glory  due; 
Eternal  God!  thou  only  just. 

Thou  only  graci  and  true! 

2  The  God  we  serve  maintains  his  throne, 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies : 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done  ; 
He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 

3  O  Israel !  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 

Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest : 

The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up. 
And  bless  the  people  aud  the  priest. 

4:  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
They  dwell  in  silence  in  the  grave  ; 
But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 


116 


PSALM  116,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Grateful  Recollections. 


1  T  LOVE  the  Lord  : — his  gracious  ear 

J-  Was  opened  to  my  mournful  prayer  , 
He  heard  my  supplicating  voice. 
And  bade  my  fainting  heart  rejoice. 

2  Return,  my  soul !  and  sweetly  rest 
On  thy  almighty  Father's  breast ; 
The  riches  of  his  grace  adore, 
And  tell  his  wondrous  mercies  o'er. 

3  What  shall  I  render  to  the  Lord  ? 
Or  how  his  matchless  grace  record  ? 
To  him  my  grateful  voice  I  '11  raise, 
And  pour  libations  to  his  praise. 

4  His  crowded  courts  shall  see  me  pay 
The  vows  of  my  distressful  day ; 

In  life  aud  death,  the  saints  shall  find 
Their  guardian  God  for  ever  kind. 


116 


PSALM  CXVI. 


PSALM  116,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Saint's  Rest. 


J    "DETURX,  my  soul !  unto  thy  rest, 

J-u  From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  caies, 
From  hourly  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements — Satan's  snares. 

2  Eeturn  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul ! 

From  all  the  wanderings  of  thy  thought ; 
From  sickness  unto  death,  made  whole — 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul !  return, 

From  passions  every  hour  at  strife ; 
Sin's  works,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn- - 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest; — with  heart  inclined 

To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest : — with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easy  voke  receive. 


116 


PSALM  116,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Thanhs  for  restoring  Mercy. 


1  T  LOVE  the  Lord  ; — he  heard  my  cries 
J-  And  pitied  every  groan  : 

Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord ; — he  bowed  his  ear, 

And  chased  my  griefs  away ; 
Oh  !  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
AVhile  I  have  breath  to  pray. 

S  My  flesh  declined,  my  spirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead ; 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplexed  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "My  God  I"  I  cried,  "  thy  servant  save, 

Thou  ever  good  and  just ! 
Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave — 
Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distressed, 

He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Eeturn,  my  soul !  to  God,  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 


PSALM  CXVI.  189 

G  My  God  hath  saved  my  soul  from  death, 
And  dried  my  falling  tear* ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I  *U  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

-i  -i  £  PSALM  116,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

A  J   U  I'uics  made  in    Trouble,  paid  in  the  Church. 

1  WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

' '    For  all  his  kindness  shown? 

My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  till  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

o  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight — 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord!  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine ; 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
"Witness,  ye  saints !  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


116 


PSALM  116,  7s. 

Help  from  God  i7i   Time  of  Trouble. 

1  A  THOU  God  who  nearest  prayer, 
V/  Every  hour  and  every  where ! 
Listen  to  my  feeble  breath, 

Xow  I  touch  the  gates  of  death ; 
For  his  sake  whose  blood  I  plead, 
Hear  me  in  the  hour  of  need. 

2  Hear  and  save  me.  gracious  Lord ! 
For  my  trust  is  in  thy  word  ; 


190  PSALM  CXVII. 

Wash  me  from  the  stain  of  sin, 
That  thy  peace  may  rule  within ; 
May  I  know  myself  thy  child, 
Ransomed,  pardoned,  reconciled. 

3  Thou  art  merciful  to  save — 

Thou  hast  snatched  me  from  the  grave ; 
I  would  kiss  the  chastening  rod, 
O  my  Father  and  my  God ! 
Only  hide  not  now  thy  face, 
God  of  all-sufficient  grace ! 

4  Leave  me  not,  my  strength,  my  trust ! 
Oh  !  remember  I  am  dust : 

Leave  me  not  again  to  stray  ; 
Leave  me  not  the  tempter's  prey : 
Fix  my  heart  on  things  above ; 
Make  me  happy  in  thy  love. 

1  1  rr  PSALM  117,  L.  M. 

1  1    /  Exhortation  to    Universal  Praise, 

1  "pROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
-T    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shoi  e, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


117 


PSALM  117,  C.  M. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 


1  A  ALL  ye  nations !  praise  the  Lord, 
v/  Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 

In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  II is  mercy  reigns  through  every  land, — 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad ; 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand, — 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

i  iry  PSALM  117,  S.  M. 

JL  JL    •  Praise  to  God  for  his   Truth  and  Grace. 

1  THY  name,  almighty  Lord! 

-L   Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  ; 


psalms  cxvji  cxviii.  iyi 

Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  tliy  word ; 
Thy  truth  for  over  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spr< 

And  long  thy  lure, 

Till  morning  light^  and  evening  shade, 
I  bo  exchanged  no  more 


117 


PSALM  117,  H.  M. 

Un  i  v  c  rs  al  Praise. 

J     FEHOVAH'S  praise  sublime 

u   Through  the  wide  earth  be  sung  ; 
Ye  realms  of  every  clime ! 

Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue! 
His  infinite  compassion  bless — 
His  ever-during  faithfulness. 


117 


PSALM  117,  7s. 
Praise  from  a'l  Lands, 

1  4  LL  ye  nations !  praise  the  Lord  ; 
-*•*»  All  ye  lands  !  your  voices  raise ; 
Heaven  and  earth  !  with  loud  accord. 

Praise  the  Lord — for  ever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, — 
Like  Ms  own  eternity. 

b  Praise  hirn,  ye  who  know  his  love  ! 

Praise  him,  from  the  depths  beneath , 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above : 

Praise  vour  Maker. — all  that  breathe ! 


lib 


1 


PSALM  118,  L.  M. 

A  new  Song-  of  Salvation  by  Christ. 

LO!   what  a  glorious  corner-stone 
The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse  ! 
But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 

Great  God!  the  work  is  all  divine, — 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eye-  ! 

This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine — 
The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

Sinners!  rejoice,  and,  saints!  be  glad ; 
Hosanna !  let  his  name  be  blest : 


192  PSALM  CXVIII. 

A  thousand  honors,  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory,  rest ! 

4  In  God's  own  name,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King, 
With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

-|  1  O  PSALM  118,  First  Part,  C,  M, 

1  lO  Deliverance  from,  a  Tumult. 

1  rpHE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 
J-  Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 

What  all  the  sons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heaven  affords  its  aid. 

2  'T  is  safer,  Lord !  to  hope  in  thee, 

And  have  my  God  my  friend, 
Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  'T  is  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  ; 
While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

4  Joy,  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs  ; 

The  Lord  protects  their  days ; 
Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 


118 


PSALM  118,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Public  Praise  for  Deliverance. 

1  T  ORD !  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
Li  And  rescued  from  the  grave  ; — 
[Now  shall  he  live — for  none  can  die, 

Whom  God  resolves  to  save. 

2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 

Shall  fill  his  daily  breath ; 
Thy  hand,  that  hath  chastised  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death. 

3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  will  worship  there  ; — 
The  house,  where  all  the  righteous  go 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 

4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise  : 


PSALM  CXVEX  193 

Here  we  have  told  thee  our  compiainCB, 

And  here  Ave  speak  thy  praise. 

-j  -jo  PSALM  118,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

1  lo 

1  T)KllOLD  the  sure  foundation-stone, 
-D  Which  God,  in  Zion  lays, 

►uild  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear ; 

And  saints  adore  his  name  : 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  sutler  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest. 

Reject  it  with  disdain  : 
Yet  on  this  roek  the  church  shall  rest. 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

■i  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood  I 
Yet  must  this  building  rise : 
T  is  thine  own  work,  almighty  God ! 
And  wondrous  in  our  eves. 


118 


PSALM  118,  Fourth  Part.  C.  M. 

T .:  Lord's  Dav. 


1  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made ; 
J-    lie  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 

Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead. 

And  Satan's  empire  fell : 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th*  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  : 
Help  us,  0  Lord !  descend,  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

•4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 
With  messages  of  grace : 
"Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
T.)  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna.  in  the  highest  strains, 
The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 

17 


194  PSALMS  CXVIII,  CX1X. 


118 


The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

PSALM  118,  S.  M. 

Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  OEE,  what  a  living  stone 
^5  The  builders  did  refuse  : 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  scribe  and  angry  priest 

Eeject  thine  only  Son  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

3  The  work,  0  Lord  !  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine ; 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  : 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood ; 
Bless  him,  ye  saints ! — he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  "We  bless  thy  holy  word, 

AVhich  all  this  grace  displays ; 
And  oiler  on  thine  altar,  Lord ! 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


119 


PSALM  119,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Afflict  ions  sayictifted. 


1  TUTHER  !  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ;— 
-T    How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod. 
That  forced  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 

And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God! 

2  'T  is  good  for  me  to  bear  the  yoke. 

For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 
'T  is  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 

3  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 

Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions,  more 


119 


PSALM  cxix.  195 

Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  richest  hills  of  golden  ore. 

4  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 

Thy  Spirit  formed  my  bouI  within; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 

5  Then  all,  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 

In  my  salvation  shall  rejoice ; 
For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  word, 

And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

PSALM  119,  Second  Part.  L.  M. 

Afflictions  sanctified  by  the    Word. 

1  AH!  how  I  love  thy  holy  word, 
V/  Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord ! 
It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way ; 

I  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

2  "What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth, 

The  strength  of  youth,  the  hloom  of  health  ? 
What  are  all  joys,  compared  with  those, 
Thine  everlasting  word  bestows  ? 

3  Long  unafflicted.  undismayed, 

In  pleasure's  path  secure  I  strayed : 
Thou  madest  me  feel  thy  chastening  rod, 
And  straight  I  turned  unto  my  God. 

4  What  though  it  pierced  my  fainting  heart  ? 
I  bless  the  hand  that  caused  the  smart ; 

It  taught  my  tears  awhile  to  flow, 
But  saved  me  from  eternal  woe. 


119 


PSALM  119,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Blessedness  of  Saints. 

1  "DLEST  are  the  undefiled  in  heart, 
-D  Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 

But  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 

And  practice  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

3  Great  is  then*  peace  who  love  thy  law, 

How  firm  their  souls  abide ! 


196  PSALM  CXIX. 

Xor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
"When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey. 
And  honor  ail  thy  name, 

-|  1  Q  PSALM  119,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

1  It/  Constant  Converse  with  God. 

1  TO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
J-   My  gracious  God  !  I  pray  ; 

I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace  ; 

Thy  promise  bears  me  up  : 
And,  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee ; 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Eepeated  praise  from  me. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

-j  -i  q  PSALM  119,  Tnird  Pait,  C.  M 

1  1  J  Sincerity  and  Obedience. 

1  THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God ! 
J-  Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 

My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  wcrd, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

oSTot  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  set  before  mine  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path 

I  think  upon  my  ways : 


PSALM  CXIX.  197 

Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  command 

And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

0  Now  I  am  thine. — for  ever  thine  ; — 

Oh  !  save  thy  servant.  Lord  ! 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 

1   i  q  PSALM  119,  Fourth  Part,  C.  M. 

JL  JL  tJ  Instruction  from  the  Scriptures. 

1  ITOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
J-i  And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 

Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
to  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind. 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad  ; 

The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  T  is  like  the  sun.  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  : 
And.  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise  ; 

1  hate  the  sinner's  road : 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God  ! 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  hook  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Fifth  Part,  C.  X 

Delight  in  the  Laic. 


1  AH  !  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 
yj  'T  is  daily  my  deligh 

And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word : 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord ! 

3  TIow  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  I 

17* 


198  PSALM  CXIX. 

And,  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home  ? 

'T  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 
Not  honey,  dropping  from  the  comb, 
So  much  delights  my  taste. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind ; 

Nor  shall  thy  word  he  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well-refined, 

Or  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

6  "When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, — 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 


119 


119 


PSALM  119,  Sixth  Part,  C.  M. 

Conflict  with  Sin,  and  Comfort  from  the   World. 

1  T  ORD  !  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
Jj  And  all  thy  statutes  just : 

Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  every  flattering  lust. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey  ; 

I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 
Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  silence  cries — 

"  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be!" 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 

And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 

4  And,  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 

At  some  good  word  of  thine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joys  compared  with  mine. 

PSALM  119,  Seventh  Part,  C.  M. 

Excellency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  T  ET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
-^  To  form  one  perfect  book ; 

Great  God !  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 


PSALM  CXIX.  199 

ZSTor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 
3  I  We  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
Perfection  here  be' 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  further  go  ! 
4.  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 
By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 
5  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  v. 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

-I  -i  q  PSALM  119,  Eighth  Part,  C.  51. 

lit/  Comfort  from  the  Bible. 

1  T  OPwD !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
J^  My  lasting  herits  - 

There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
ATy  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight. 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  *T  is  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  ari-e  : 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies : — 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have  ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest  : — 
Our  fairest  hope,  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Ninth  Part,  C.  M. 

Teachi'i ig     f  ■        \    irit  with  the    Wcrd. 

1  THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord ! 
J-   How  good  thy  works  appear  \ 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 

And  see  thy  wonders  there. 

2  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Let  not  thy  path  be  hid : 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go, 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 


200  PSALM  CXIX. 

3  When  I  confessed  my  wandering  ways, 

Thou  heardest  my  soul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

4  When  I  have  learned  my  Father's  will, 

I  '11  teach  the  world  his  ways  : 

My  thankful  lips,  inspired  with  zeal, 

Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Tenth  Part,  C.  M. 

Pleading  with  Ood. 


1  "DEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord ! 
-i-)  Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 

For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 

And  promised  quickening  grace  ? 
Does  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ?— 
And  yet  thy  love  delays ! 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

Oh  !  bear  thy  servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
That  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  0  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear  : 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust,  as  well  as  fear. 

|  -j  q  PSALM  119,  Eleventh  Part,  C.  M. 

JL  X  tJ  Breathing-  after  Holiness. 

1  AH !  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 
v/  To  keep  his  statutes  still : 

Oh !  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  Oh  !  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Or  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  j^ise 
Within  this  soul  of  nnne. 


PSALM  CXIX.  201 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  : 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord! 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  Lath  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip ; 
Yet,  since  I  We  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wandering  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands — 

T  is  a  delightful  road  : 
Xor  let  my  Lead,  or  heart,  or  Lands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Twelfth  Part,  C.  M, 

Confess  ion  and  Prayer. 


1  ITYGod!  consider  my  distress, 
^'1  Let  mercy  plead  my  cause: 
TLougL  I  Lave  sinned  against  tliy  grace, 

I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

2  Forbid. — forbid  the  sharp  reproacL, 

Which  I  so  justly  fear  : 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  Lopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 

3  Be  tLou  a  surety,  Lord  !  for  me, 

Xor  let  the  proud  oppress ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 

The  sLinings  of  thy  face, 
4c  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord ! 

And  sLow  thy  grace  tLe  same ; 
TLy  tender  mercies  still  afford 

to  tLose  that  love  tLv  name. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Thirteenth  Part,  C,  M. 

Holy  Fear,  and   Tenderness  of  Conscience. 

1  YVTITH  my  wLole  Leart  I  Ve  sought  thy  face ; 

1 1    Oh !  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  0  God  of  grace  ! 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 

2  Thy  word  I  Ve  hid  within  my  heart, 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  I'ma  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord ; 


202  PSALM  CXIX. 

My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faint3, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 

4  My  heart  with  sacred  reverence  hears 

The  threatenings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flesh,  with  holy  trembling,  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

5  My  God  !  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 


119 

i 


119 


PSALM  119,  Fourteenth  Part,  C.  M. 

Benefit  of  Affliction. 

pOXSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord ! 
\J  And  thy  deliverance  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 

Yet  I  have  found,  't  is  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 

And  live  upon  my  God. 

Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 
When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 

My  soul,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weigl  t, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord !  are  right, 
Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 

The  sharpest  sufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 

Xor  wander  from  thy  way. 

PSALM  119,  Fifteenth  Part,  C.  M, 

Pious  Resolutions. 


1  All!  that  thy  statutes,  every  hour, 
\J  Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ; 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 

And  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord ! 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ : 


PSALM  CXIX.  203 

My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; — 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin,  and  Satan's  hateful  chains. 
And  set  my  feet  at  large ! 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name ; 
I  '11  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 


119 


PSALM  119,  Sixteenth  Part,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

1  ITY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
-"A  Lord  !  give  me  life  divine ; 
From  vain  desires  and  every  lust, 

Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

To  speed  me  in  thy  way, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
"Wilt  thou  not' grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

4  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace ! 

5  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more,  ( 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 


119 

1 


PSALM  119,  Seventeenth  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Bible,  our   Light. 

HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 


204  PSALM  CXIX. 

Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  heaven's  eternal  day. 

i  iQ         PSALM  119,  Eighteenth  Part,  C.  M. 

JL   A.  Zj  The  Spirit  and  the   Word. 

1  rPHE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
-L  And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 

A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; — 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand,  that  gave  it,  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


119 


PSALM  119,  S.  M. 

The  Bible,  the  Guide  of  the   Young. 


1  T\^ITII  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

» »    My  God !  to  thee  I  pray  : 
Oh !  bring  me  now,  while  I  am  young, 
To  thee,  the  living  way. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth, 
And  flee  from  every  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone, 

Renew  by  power  divine ; 


PSALMS  CXX.  CXXL  205 

Unite  it  to  thyself  alone, 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  Oli!  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ; 

Be  this,  through  all  my  foil' wing  clays, 
Aly  treasure  and  my  joy. 

5  To  what  thy  laws  impart, 

Be  my  whole  soul  inclined ; 
Come,  Saviour !  dwell  within  my  heart, 
And  sanctify  my  mind. 


120 


PSALM  120,  C.  M. 

Complaint  of  Strife,  end  Desire  for  Peace 

1  THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever-blest! 
-L   Pity  my  suffering  state  ; 

When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit? 

2  Oh!  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 

In  some  wide  lonesome  wilderness, 

And  leave  these  gates  of  helK 

3  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek  ; 

How  lovely  are  its  charms ! 
I  am  for  peace, — but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

4  Should  burning  arrows  smite  them  through, 

Strict  justice  would  approve; 

But  I  would  rather  spare  my  foe, 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 


121 


PSALM  121,  L.  M. 

God's  guardian  Care. 


1  TIE  lives — the  everlasting  God, 

-II  Who  built  the  world,  who  spread  the  flood  ; 
The  heavens,  with  all  their  hosts  lie  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

2  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  smiles  adorn  the  day  ; 

He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hoars,  while  Israel  sleeps. 

3  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 

18 


206  PSALM  CXXL 

Thy  holy  guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surmise. 


Admit  no  slumber,  nor  surprise. 

4  Xo  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon,  with  sickly  ray, 
Shall  blast  thy  conch  : — no  baleful  star 
Dart  his  malignant  tire  so  far. 

o  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return. 
Safe  in  the  Lord  : — his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  snare. 

6  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  : 
And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour. 
Angels,  who  trace  the  airy  road. 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thv  God. 


121 


PSALM  121.  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Confidence  in   God. 

1  TO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eye-, 
J-    There  all  my  hopes  are  laid : 

The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fail, 

AVhom  he  designs  to  keep  : 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  Israel!  rejoice,  and  rest  secure: 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

4=  So  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite  : 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

5  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickest  dangers  come : 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death. 
Till  God  commands  thee  home. 


121 


PSALM  121.  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Help  in  God. 


1  "TXCOMPASSED  with  ten  thousand  ills, 
-Ci  Pressed  by  pursuing  foes, 


PSALM  CXXL  207 

I  lift  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills, 
From  whence  salvation  flows. 

2  My  help  is  from  the  Lord,  who  made 

And  governs  earth  and  sky  ; 
I  look  to  his  almighty  aid, 
And  ever-watching  eye. 

3  He,  who  thy  soul  in  safety  keeps, 

Shall  drive  destruction  hence; 
The  Lord,  thy  keeper,  never  sleeps, 
The  Lord  is  thy  defence. 

•i  The  sun,  with  his  afflictive  light, 
Shall  harm  thee  not  by  day ; 
Xor  thee  the  moon  molest  by  night, 
Along  thy  tranquil  way. 

5  Thee  shall  the  Lord  preserve  from  sin, 
And  comfort  in  distress  ; 
Thy  going-out  and  coming-in 
the  Lord,  thv  God,  shall  bless. 


121 


PSALM  121,  H.  M. 

God,  our  Protector. 

1  TO  God  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

J-  From  him  is  all  my  aid  ; 

The  God  who  built  the  skies. 
And  earth  and  nature  made : 

God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  : 
His  grace  is  nigh 

In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares  ; 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide 

Defends  me  from  my  fears  : 
Those  wakeful  eyes, 

That  nevei  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep, 
^Vhen  dangers  rise. 

3  Xo  burning  heats  by  day, 

Xor  blasts  of  evening  air, 

Shall  take  my  health  away, 

If  God  be  with  me  there : 


208  PSALMS  CXXI,  CXX1I. 

Thou  art  my  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head, 

By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word, 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  rny  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath : 
I  '11  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 


121 


PSALM  121,  7s. 

Israels  Keeper. 

1  INTERVAL  of  grateful  shade  ! 
A  Welcome  to  my  wearied  head : 
Welcome,  slumber !  to  mine  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities. 

2  That  kind  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
These  defenceless  hours  shall  keep : 
By  my  heavenly  Father  blest, 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  What  if  death  my  sleep  invade  ? 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 

4  With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest : 
Welcome,  sleep  or  death,  to  me, — 
Still  secure,  if  still  with  thee. 


122 


PSALM  122,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Going  to  Church. 

HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 
My  friends  devoutly  say, — 
"  In  Zion  let  us  ill  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day." 

I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 

To  show  his  milder  face. 


PSALM  CXX1J.  209 

3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 
The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4:  lie  hears  ouv  praises  and  complaints ; 
And,  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest  I 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest ! 

6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 


122 


PSALM  122,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Public    Worship  on  the  Sabbath. 


u 


1  lyrrii  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 

'  I    Which  God  has  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord  !  how  fair  ! 

Where  willing  vot'ries  throng, 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  Oh  !  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below  ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel — 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found  ; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread,  with  grateful  zeal,  around, 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

5  Great  God !  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 

Which  thou  hast  called  thine  own: 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

1   S* 


•210  PSALM  CXX1I. 


122 


PSALM  122,  C.  P.  M. 

The  Sal/bath  and  the  Sanctuary. 

1  'THE  festal  morn,  my  God!  is  come, 
J-   That  calls  me  to  thy  sacred  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  : 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 

And  tread  the  hallowed  floor. 

2  "With  holy  joy  I  hail  the  day. 

That  warns  my  thirsting  soul  away ; 

What  transports  till  my  breast ! 
For,  lo  !   my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest 

3  E'en  now,  to  my  expecting  eyes, 

The  heaven-built  towers  of  Salem  rise  ; 

E'en  now,  with  glad  survey, 
I  view  her  mansions,  that  contain 
Th'  angelic  forms, — an  awful  train, — 

And  shine  with  cloudless  day. 

4  Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring  ; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  emploj 

And  hail  tlr  immortal  King. 


122 


PSALM  122,  S.  P.  M. 

Going  to  Church. 


1  TJOAV  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 
Jl  To  hear  the  people  cry, — 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  [' 
Ye*,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion!  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  i  -and  : 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 


PSALM  CXXIII.  211 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  his  royal  throi 

Be  sits  for  g  'ace  and  judgment  there: 

He  bids  the  saint  be 

lit.-  makes  the  sinner  Bad, 

And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  irate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 
The  man  who  seeks  thy  pe 
And  wishes  thine  increase — 

A  thousand  blessings  on  lain  r< 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows  : — 
"Peace  to  this  sacred  hoi 

For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell : 
And,  since  my  glorious  God 

flakes  thee  his  blest  abode. 

My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


123 


PSALM  123,  C.  M. 

Pleading  with  Sub..' 


tice  reign, 


1  A  THOU!  whose  grace  and  jus 

\)  Enthroned  above  the  skies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain ; 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eye-. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 

And  fear  the  angry  stroke : 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  : — 

3  So.  for  our  sin-,  we  justly  feel 

Thy  discipline,  0  God! 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  <  fur  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  li 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, — 

That  God  will  not  despise. 


123 


PSALM  123,  7s. 

Waiting  un   God. 


1  TORD!  before  thy  throne  we  bend  ; 
Aj  Xow  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend  : 


212  PSALMS  cxxrv,  cxxv. 

Servants,  to  our  Master  true, 
Lo!  we  yield  thee  homage  due  : 
Children,  to  thy  throne  we  fly, 
Abba — Father  !  hear  our  cry. 

2  Low  before  thee,  Lord !  we  bow, 
We  are  weak — but  mighty  thou  : 
Sore  distressed,  yet  suppliant  still, 
Here  we  wait  thy  holy  will ; 
Bound  to  earth  and  rooted  here, 
Till  our  Saviour  God  appear. 

3  Leave  us  not  beneath  the  power 
Of  temptation's  darkest  hour : 
Swift  to  seal  their  captives'  doom, 
See  our  foes  exulting  come  ! 
Jesus,  Saviour !  yet  be  nigh, 
Lord  of  life  and  victory. 


124 


PSALM  124,  L.  M. 

Song  for  Deliverance. 

1  1JAD  not  the  Lord, — may  Israel  say, — 
-El  Had  not  the  Lord  maintained  our  side, 
When  men  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 

Rose,  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; — 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopped  our  breath ; 

So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 
We  had  been  swallowed  deep  in  death, — 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelmed  our  soul. 

3  AVe  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 

Who  just  escaped  the  fatal  stroke ; 
So  flies  the  bird,  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 

4  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  formed  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies  : 
He,  who  upholds  that  wondrous  frame, 

Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  ej  es. 


125 


PSALM  125,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Saint's  Safety. 

1  TTXSHAKEX  as  the  sacred  hill, 
EJ   And  firm  as  mountains  stand, 
Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  trusts  th'  almighty  hand. 


PSALM  cxxv.  218 

2  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
ose  eternal  arms  of  love, 
Thar  every  sa  nt  surround. 

A  gently,  Lord  !  with  souls  sincere, 
And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 

Where  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  gone. 


125 


Ud 


PSALM  125,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

77*e  Safety  of  the  Saints. 


1  11/ 110  make  the  Lord  of  hosts  their  tower, 
y  t    Shall  like  Monnt  Zion  be, 

Immoveable  by  mortal  power, — 
Built  on  eternity. 

2  As.  round  about  Jerusalem. 

The  guardian  mountains  stand. 
So  shall  the  Lord  encompass  them 
Who  hold  by  his  right  hand. 

3  The  rod  of  wickedness  shall  ne'er 

Against  the  just  prevail. 
Lest  innocence  should  rind  a  snare, 
And  tempted  virtue  tail. 

4  Do  good.  0  Lord  I  do  good  to  those, 

Who  cleave  to  thee  in  heart, 
Who  on  thy  truth  alone  repose, 
Nor  from  thy  law  depart. 

5  While  rebel-souls,  who  turn  aside, 

Thine  anger  shall  destroy. 
Do  thou  in  peace  thy  people  guide 
To  thine  eternal  joy. 


PSALM  125,  S.  M. 

The  Saint's  Safety  in   Trial. 

1  "PTC^I  and  unmoved  are  they, 
-A-  Who  rest  their  souls  on  God : 

Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  stood  to  guard 

The  city's  sacred  ground, 
So  God.  and  his  almighty  love, 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 


214  PSALMS  CXXV,  OXXVI. 

3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 

Drop  a  chastising  stroke  ? 
Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep, 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord  !  with  those, 

Whose  faith  and  pious  fear, — 
Whose  hope  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Proclaim  their  heart  sincere. 

1  q  /r  PSALM  125,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

1  /CO  The  God  of  Zion. 

1  yiOX  stands  with  hills  surrounded, — 
Ll  Zion,  kept  by  power  divine  ; 

All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine  : — 

Happy  Zion ! 

What  a  favored  lot  is  thine. 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish, 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove, 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish, 

Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove  ; 
But.  no  changes 

Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright ; 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 

Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 
God  is  with  thee : — 

God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


126 

1 


PSALM  126,  L.  M. 

Joyful  Change. 

~T\7"HEX  God,  from  sin's  captivity, 
» »    Sets  his  afflicted  people  free, — 
Lost  in  amaze,  their  mercies  seem 
The  transient  raptures  of  a  dream. 

2  But  soon  their  ransomed  souls  rejoice, 
And  mirth  and  music  swell  their  voice, 
Till  foes  confess,  nor  dare  condemn, 

u  The  Lord  hath  done  great  things  for  them." 

3  They  catch  the  strain  and  answer  thus — 
"  The  Lord  has  done  great  things  for  us, 
Whence  gladness  fills  our  hearts  ;  and  songs, 
Sweet  and  spontaneous,  wake  our  tongues." 


PSALM  CXXVI.  2  15 

-£  Who  bow  in  tears  shall  reap  in  joy  : 
Nought  shall  the  precious  seed  destroy ; 
Not  long  the  weeping  exiles  roam. 
But  bring  their  sheaves  rejoicing  home. 


126 


126 


PSALM  126,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

I  i 


1  TITHEN  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

fi    And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  gn 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess : 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "  Great  is  the  work!" — my  neighbors  cried. 

And  owned  the  power  divine  : 
u  Great  is  the  work!" — my  heart  replied, — 
"  And  be  the  glory  thi:  • 
•i  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 
Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 
5  Let  those,  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 
Till  the  fair  harvest  come : 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great. 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

PSALM  126,  Second  Part,  C.  M, 

T'-.e  Mercy  of  God  to  h>s  People. 

1  "Y"E  servants  of  the  living  God  ! 

J-    Let  praise  your  hearts  employ ; 
And.  as  you  tread  the  heavenly  road, 
Lift  up  the  voice  of  joy. 

2  Have  they  not  reason  to  rejoice, 

Whose  sins  have  been  forgiven;- — 
Called  by  a  gracious  Father's  voice 
To  be  the  heirs  of  heaven  ! 

3  How  do  the  captive's  transports  liow, 

When  rescued  from  his  chains ! 
And  how  must  sinners  joy  to  know 
Their  great  deliverer  reigns ! 

4  Oh !  grant  us.  Lord  !  to  feel  and  own 

The  power  of  love  divine, 


216  -      i  cxxvil 

ne, 
The  _  makes  us  thine. 

- 

i  97  ps-  x. 

1  TF 

-L  And  pains  to  build  the  hou-  :  : 

will  not  k 
1    .  "     "  °         a     - 

2  What  ii 

And  work  and  toil  when  da;. 

::1  and  spai  ing 
I    shim  that 
S  "T  is  all  in  vain,  till  God  ha: 
He  can  make  r: 

..lren  aud  :  sings  1 

r  s 
■i  Harpy  the  man.  to  whom  he  sends 
faithful  trie 
H-  mforts  pr 

-virh  his  1 


127 


P5AIX  12-.  C.  M. 

£_f.  rt  in  rain  tcithout  God, 

1   T 1         1  to  bnild  the  bona 
J-  Th 

And  towi  a  wakeful  oyo, 

A  use!  -  maintain. 

.  the  morning 

:r  painful  work  reix 
Ad  I,  till  1      si     3    - 

r  tires         toil  purs 

3  Shor: 

In  vain,  till  God  has  hi 
3  atl 

4  Not  child 

Shall  ssings 

Nor  all  the  earthly  joys 
D  sent  without  his  I 


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psalms  oxxvn— OXXIX.  211 

i  Qry  PSALM  127,  8s  and  7s. 

JL  /&  §  Protection  and  Success  are  from  God, 

PLAINLY,  through  night's  weary  hours, 

Keep  ye  watch,  lest  foes  alarm; — 
Vain  our  bulwarks,  and  our  towers. 
But  for  God's  protecting  arm. 

2  Vain  were  all  our  toil  and  labor. 
Did  not  God  that  labor  1  . 

Vain,  without  his  grace  and  fi ■■ 
Every  talent  we  possess. 

3  Vainer  still  the  hope  of  heaven, 
That  on  human  strength  :v 

But  to  him  shall  help  be  given, 
Who  ir  humble  faith  applies. 

4  Seek  we.  then,  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
He  will  grant  us  peace  and  rest ; 

Ne'er  was  Buppliant  disappointed, 

Who  through  Christ  his  prayer  addressed. 


PSALM  128,  C.  M. 

Happiness  of  the  Pious. 


128 

1  AH  !  happy  man,  whose  soul  is  filled 
*J  "With  zeal  and  reverend  awe  ; 
His  lips  to  God  their  honors  yield, 

His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 

And  ever  guard  thy  head ; 

Shall  on  the  labors  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfill, 

For  months  and  years  to  come  : 

The  Lord,  who  dwells  on  Zioms  hill, 

Shall  send  thee  blessings  home. 

4  This  is  the  man.  whose  happy  eyes 

Shall  see  his  house  increase  : 
Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, — 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

1QQ  PSALM  129,  C.  M. 

JL/wt7  Persecutors  punished. 

1  T^P  from  my  youth. — may  Israel  say, 
v    Have  I  been  nursed  in  tears ; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedions  as  the  years. 


218  PSALM  CXXX. 

2  Up  from  my  youth,  I  bore  the  rage 

Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Oft  they  assailed  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroyed  my  life.  . 

3  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Measured  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 
And  let  his  arrows  fly. 

4  How  was  their  insolence  surprised 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll! 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seized 

With  horror  to  the  soul. 

5  Thus  shall  the  men,  who  hate  the  saints, 

-  Be  blasted  from  the  sky  ; 
Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  prospects  die. 


130 


PSALM  130,  L.  M. 
Pardoning  Grace. 

1  "PROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
i-    To  thee,  my  God  !  I  raise  my  cries  : 

If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 

No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there ; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 

And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; — 
"When  will  my  God  his  face  display? 

4  My  trust  is  fixed  upon  thy  word, 

Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain; 

Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 

And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 

Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways. 

And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 


130 


PSALM  130,  C.  M. 

Trust  in   a  pardoning  God. 


1     Ab^T  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 
vJ  The  borders  of  despair. 


\LM  cxxx.  239 

I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, — 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 

(>  Gr  should  thy  severer  eye, 

And  thine  impartial  hand, 
"Mark  ai  i  iniquity, 

No  mortal  fles  and. 

o  But  there  are  pard  >ns  with  my  God, 
For  crimes  of  high 
Thy  Son  lias  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  I 

±  I  wait  for  thy  salvation.  Lord! 
With  strong  desires  1  wait; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gj 

5  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust, 
Let  Israel  seek  his  face  : 
The  Lord  as  well  as  just, 

And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 


130 


PSALM  130,  First  Part,  S.  M. 
a  gracious  G 


1  Y      >M  lowest  depths  of  woe, 
A    To  God  I  send  my  cry  ; 

Lord  !  hear  my  supplicating  voice, 
And  graciously  reply. 

2  Shouldst  thou  severely  judge, 

Who  could  the  trial  bear  t 
Forgive.  0  Lord  !  lest  we  despond, 
And  quite  renounce  thy  fear. 

?  IMy  soul  with  patience  wi 

F<  >r  thee,  the  living  Lord  ; 
My  hopes  are  on  thy  promise  built, — 
Thy  never- failing  word. 

t  My  Ion  _  'ook  out 

For  thine  enlivening  ray. 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 

To  hail  the  dawning  day. 

5  Let  Israel  trust  in  God  : 
Xo  bounds  his  mercy  kn 
The  plenteous  Bource  and  fountain,  whence 
Eternal  succor  flows. 


220  PSALM  CXXX. 


130 


PSALM  130,  Second  Part,  S.  M. 

Mourning  in  spiritual  Dai  kness, 

1  ALT  of  the  depths  of  woe, 
yJ  To  thee,  O  Lord !  I  cry  : 
Darkness  surrounds  me,  but  I  know, 

That  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

2  Then  hearken  to  my  voice, 

Give  ear  to  my  complaint ; 
Thou  bidst  the  mourning  soul  rejoice, 
Thou  comfortest  the  faint. 

3  I  cast  my  hope  on  thee : 

Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  forgive  : 
"Wert  thou  to  mark  iniquity, 
"Who  in  thy  sight  could  live  ? 

4  Humbly  on  thee  I  wait, 

Confessing  all  my  sin ; 
Lord !  I  am  knocking  at  thy  gate, — 
Open  and  let  me  in. 

5  Though  storms  thy  face  obscure, 

And  dangers  threaten  loud, 
Jehovah's  covenant  is  sure, — 
His  bow  is  in  the  cloud. 


130 


PSALM  130,  7s. 

The  Child-like   Temper. 

QUIET,  Lord!  my  froward  heart; 
Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art ; 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 
"What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave : 
T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
"Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 
As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  move  one  step  alone  ; — 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  guard,  and  guide. 


PSALM  OXXXL  221 

4  Thus  preserved  from  Satan's  wiles, 
free  from  fears, 
May  I  live  upon  thy  smiles, 

Till  the  promised  hour  appears, 
When  the  sons  of  God  shall  prove 
All  their  Father's  boundless  love. 


131 


PSALM  131,  C.  M. 

Humility  and  Submission. 


1  fS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 

i-  Search,  gracious  God!  and  see; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord !  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  he  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild ; 
Content,  my  Father!  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

8  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 


131 


PSALM  131,  7s. 

An  acquiescent  Temper. 


1  T  ORD  !  for  ever  at  thy  side, 

-A^  Let  my  place  and  portion  be  ; 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride  ; 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

2  Sleekly  may  my  soul  receive 

All  thy  Spirit  hath  revealed; 
Thou  hast  spoken, — I  believe, 

Though  the  prophecy  were  sealed. 

8  Quiet  as  a  weaned  child. 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast, 
By  no  subtlety  beguiled, 

On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest, 

4  Saints  !  rejoicing  evermore, 
In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust : 
Him  in  all  his  ways  adore, 
Wise,  and  wonderful,  and  just. 

ID* 


222  PSALM  CXXXII. 


132 


PSALM  132,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Church,  the  Dwelling-Place  of  Qod. 


1  AV1I  EKE  shall  we  go  to  seek,  and  find, 

» »    A  habitation  for  our  God? — 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  mind, 
Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion,  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still ; 
His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  "Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  lor  ever,''  saith  the  Lord ; 
M  Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 

4  ik  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread  ; 
Sinners,  who  wait  before  my  door, 
With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 

5  ,c  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joy,  shall  shout  and  sing ; 
The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King." 


132 


PSALM  132,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Promise  of  the  Reign  of  Christ  as  the  Son  of  David. 

1  T  ORD  !  for  thy  servant  David's  sake, 
Aj  Perform  thine  oath  to  David's  Son  : 
Thy  truth  thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 

Look  on  thine  own  anointed  One. 

2  The  Lord  in  faithfulness  hath  sworn, 

His  throne  for  ever  to  maintain ; 
From  realm  to  realm,  the  sceptre  borne 
Shall  stretch,  o'er  earth,  Messiah's  reign. 

8  Zion,  my  chosen  hill  of  old, 

My  rest,  my  dwelling,  my  delight, 
With  loving-kindness  I  uphold ; 
Her  walls  are  ever  in  my  sight. 

4  There  David's  horn  shall  bud  and  bloom, 

The  branch  of  glory  and  renown  ; 

His  foes  my  vengeance  shall  consume ; 

Him  with  eternal  vearg  T  crown. 


132 


PSALMS  OXXXH,  OXXXHL  223 

PSALM  132,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  the  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  A  itISE,  O  King  of  grace  !  arise, 
ii-  And  enter  tot! 

Lo !  thy  church  waits,  with  longing  eyes, 

Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest. 

2  Enter,  with  .all  thy  glorious  train, — 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God!  accept  our  vows  ; 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread: 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

And  till  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  shine ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain. 
With  love  and  power  divine. 

5  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne  ; 

And.  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 


133 


PSALM  133,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Brotherly  Luce. 

1  TO!  what  an  entertaining  sight 
-AJ  Are  brethren  who  agree  ; — 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite, 

In  bands  of  piety. 

2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ,  the  spring 

I  descend  to  every  soul, 

And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : — 

3  'T  is  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  reverend  head  : 
The  trickling  drops  perfumed  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 

pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 
That  fall  on  Son's  hill. 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  ee  distill. 


224  PSALM  CXXXUI. 


133 


PSALM  133,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Excellence  of  Christian    Unanimity. 

1  OPIKIT  of  peace,  celestial  Dove  ! 
^  flow  excellent  thy  praise  ! 

No  richer  gift  than  Christian  love 
Thy  gracious  power  displays. 

2  Sweet  as  the  dew  on  herb  and  flower, 

That  silently  distills. 
At  evenings  soft  and  balmy  hour, 
On  Zion's  fruitful  hills  : — 

3  So,  with  mild  influence  from  above, 

Shall  promised  grace  descend, 
Till  universal  peace  and  love 
O'er  all  the  earth  extend. 


133 


PSALM  133,  S.  M. 

Union  and  Peace. 


1  "DLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

-1}  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house. 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  rilled  the  room. 

4  Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy.  like  morning  dew,  distills, 
dol  And  all  the  air  is  love. 


133 


PSALM  133,  H.  M. 

Gft ristia n  Fr ic n ash ip. 


1   XTOW  oeautiful  the  sight 
-Li-  Of  brethren  who  agree, 
In  friendship,  to  unite. 

And  bands  of  charity  ! 
?Tis  like  the  precious  ointment  shed, 
O'er  all  his  robes,  from  Aaron's  head. 


133 


psalm  oxxxm  225 

T  is  like  the  dews  that  till 
The  clips  of  Hermon'a  flowers  : 

Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

ght  with  the  drops  of  showers: 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around. 
And  glory  re^ts  on  all  the  ground. 

For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  - 

From  his  unsparing  hands — 

E'en  life  for  evermore  : 
Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above, 
To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

PSALM  133,  S.  P.  M. 

Friendship. 


1  TIOAV  pleasant  *t  is  to  see 

-H  Kindred  and  friends  agree  ! 

Each  in  their  proper  station  move ; 
And  each  fulfill  their  part, 
With  sympathizing  heart. 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  ! 

2  T  is  like  the  ointment,  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head. 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ! 
The  oil  through  all  the  room 
Diffused  a  choice  perfume. 

Ean  through  his  robes,  and  blest  his  feet. 

o  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain. 
That  water  all  the  plain. 

Descending  from  the  neighboring  hills ; 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Through  every  friendly  soul, 

Where  love,  like  heavenly  dew,  distills. 


133 


PSALM  133,  6s  and  4s. 

Uni: 

1  "DEHOLD  :  how  good  and  sweet 
-D  For  brethren  thus  to  meet, 

With  one  accord ! 
Sweet  as  the  fragrance  spread, 
When,  over  Aaron's  head, 
The  rich  perfume  was  shed. 

That  pleased  the  Lord. 


226  PSALMS  CXXXIY,  CXXXV. 

2  As  Hermon's  clew  distills, 
Or  that  on  Zion's  hills, 

To  swell  their  store, — 
So  Gocl  doth  shed  his  grace 
On  every  dwelling-place, 
Where  love  illumes  the  face,— 
Life  evermore. 


134 


PSALM  134,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 

1  VE  who  obey  th'  immortal  King ! 
-A-    Attend  his  holy  place ; 

Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands,  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high ; 
Eaise  your  admiring  thoughts,  by  night, 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quickening  grace ; 
The  God  who  spread  the  heavens  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 


134 


PSALM  134,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Constant  Devotion. 


1  pLESS  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite, — 
JL>  In  hymns  extol  his  name ; 

Ye  who,  within  his  house,  by  night, 
Watch  round  the  altar's  flame  ! 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  amid  the  place, 

Where  burns  the  sacred  sign, 
And  pray,  that  thus  Jehovah's  face 
O'er  all  the  earth  may  shine. 

3  From  Zion,  from  his  holy  hill, 

The  Lord,  our  Maker,  send 
The  perfect  knowledge  of  his  will, — 
Salvation  without  end. 


135 


PSALM  135,  L.  M. 

General  Praise. 


1    D RAISE  ye  the  Lord, — exalt  his  name, 
-L    While  in  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints !  who  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 


PSALMS  CXXXV,  OXXXVI  S 

2  Praise  ye  the  I  .  Lord  is  good  ; 

To  •  -  name  is  sweet  employ; 

Israel  he  chose  of  ol 

8  The  Lord  him  its  : 

And,  when  ho  fa 
Repents  th  sends. 

•4  Bless  him,  all  ye  who  taste  his  loi 

le  ami  priests!  exalr  his  i. 
Among  :  ever  dwells  ; 

His  (  J  his  Jerusalem. 


135 


PSALM  135.  C.  M. 

1     i  WAKE  ye  saints  !  to  praise  your  King, 
A  Your  sweetest  passions  rail 
Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing. 
Increasing  with  the  prais 

it  is  the  Lord. — and  works  nnkn 
Are  his  divine  emj  I 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his 
His  treasure  and  his  joy. 
3  Heaven,  earth  and  sea  confess  his  hand ; 
He  bids  the  vapors  rise  : 
Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command. 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 
I  Ye  saints  !  adore  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear: 
He  makes  the  churches  his  abode. 
And  claims  your  honors  there. 


136 


I 


PSALM  136.  L.  M. 

The  ytion. 

1  H IYE  to  our  God  immortal  praise : — 
VT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  way- ; 
Wonders  o  God  belong; — 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  soi 

e  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown. 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure. 
"When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 
S  lie  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  si 
And  rixed  the  starrv  lights  on  hiffh : 


136 


228  PSALM  CXXXVI. 

"Wonders  of  grace  to  God  Delong ; — 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 

5  He  sent  his  Son,  with  power  to  save 
From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; — 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

G  Through  this  vain  -world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 
His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 
When  this  vain  world  shall  he  no  more. 

PSALM  136,  C.  M. 

WoAr.'.c    Works  of  God. 

1  piYE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord;- 
VJ  His  mercies  still  endure, 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  adored ; — 

His  truth  is  ever  sure. 

2  What  winders  hath  his  wisdom  done  ! 
How  mighty  is  his  hand ! 

Heaven,  earth  and  sea,  he  framed  alone : 
How  wide  is  his  command  ! 

3  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin ; 
He  felt  his  pity  move  ; 

How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in! 
How  boundless  was  his  love  ! 

4  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  woe, — 
His  goodness  never  fails, — 

From  death  and  hell,  and  every  foe, — 
And  still  his  grace  prevails. 

5  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heavenly  King ; 
His  mercies  still  endure  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing ; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure. 


136 


PSALM  136,  H.  M. 

The    Wonders  of  Creation  and  Grace. 

1  niYE  thanks  to  God  most  high,— 
vJ  The  universal  Lord. — 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
And  be  his  crraee  adored : 


136 


PSALM  CXXXVI.  22? 

Thy  mercy,  Lord ! 

Shall  still  endure ; 

And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

How  mighty  is  his  hand! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 

And  spread  the  heavens  alone  : 
His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same  ; 

And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

He  saw  the  nations  lie 

All  perishing  in  sin ; 
And  pitied  the  sad  state 

The  ruined  world  was  in  : 
Thy  mercy.  Lord! 

Shall  still  endure ; 

And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 

And  every  hurtful  foe: 
His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 

And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 

Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God,  the  heavenly  King ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 

His  works  and  glories  sing: 
Thy  mercy.  Lord ! 

Shall  still  endure ; 

And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

PSALM  136,  First  Part,  7s, 

God's  Jlcrcics  sure. 

1   1"  ET  us,  with  a  joyful  mind, 
i^  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

20 


230  PSALM  CXXXYI. 

2  He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  now-made  world  with  light : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithfal,  ever  sure. 

8  All  things  living  he  doth  feed ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless, 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  misery : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

G  Let  us  then,  with  joyful  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


136 


PSALM  136,  Second  Part,  7s. 

God's  enduring  Mercy. 

1  TO  our  God  loud  praises  give, — 
-i-   Source  of  good  to  all  who  live : 
Praise  his  name,  whose  mercy  sure 
Shall  eternally  endure. 

2  To  the  Lord  your  homage  bring, — 
God  of  god — of  kings  the  King : 
For  his  mercy,  free  and  sure, 
Shall  eternally  endure. 

3  Praise  him  for  his  deeds  of  might, 
For  his  greatness  infinite, 

For  his  mercy  free  and  sure, 
^Vhich  doth  evermore  endure. 

4  He,  by  wisdom,  built  the  skies, 
And  bade  earth  from  ocean  rise  ; 
Filled  the  sun  with  glorious  light, 
Gave  the  moon  to  rule  the  night. 

5  He  beheld  us  when  brought  low, 
And  redeemed  us  from  the  foe : 


137 


137 


PSALM  OXXXVU.  231 

lie  doth  every  blessing  give; 
By  bis  bounty  all  things  live. 

Oh!  give  thanks — your  voices  raise 

ul  of  heaven,  in  praise; 
For  his  mercy,  free  and  sure, 
Shall  eternally  endure. 

PSALM  137,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Desolations  of  Zion  lamented. 

1  Yk[ HEN  we,  our  wearied  limbs  to  rest, 

'  '     Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept — with  doleful  thoughts  oppressed, 
And  Zion  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that,  when  with  joy  we  sung, 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear, 
With  silent  strings,  neglected  hung, 

On  willow-trees  that  withered  there. 
8  How  shall  we  tune  our  voice  to  sing, 

Or  touch  our  harps  with  skilful  hands? 
Shall  hymn-  of  joy,  to  God  our  King, 

Be  sung  by  slaves  in  foreign  lands  ? 
4  0  Salem,  our  once-happy  seat ! 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 

The  tuneful  strings  with  art  to  move. 

0  If  I  to  mention  thee  forbear, 

Eternal  silence  seize  ray  tongue  ; 
Or  if  I  sing  one  cheerful  air, 
Till  thy  deliverance  is  my  song. 

PSALM  137,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Remembrance  of  Zion. 

1  A  ZIOX !  when  I  think  on  thee, 
v/   I  wish  for  pinions  like  the  dove, 
And  mourn  to  think,  that  I  should  be 

So  distant  from  the  place  I  love. 

2  A  captive  here,  and  far  from  home, 

For  Zioivs  sacred  walls  I  sigh ; 

Thither  the  ransomed  nations  come, 

And  see  the  Saviour  eye  to  eye. 

3  "While  here  I  walk  on  hostile  ground, 

The  few,  that  I  can  call  ray  friends, 
Are  like  myself  with  fetters  bound, 
And  weariness  our  steps  attend-. 


232  PSALM  OXXXVII. 

4  But  we  shall  yet  behold  the  clay, 

When  Zion's  children  shall  return : 
Our  sorrows  then  shall  flee  away, 
And  we  shall  never,  never  mourn. 

5  The  hope,  that  such  a  day  will  come, 

Makes  e'en  the  captive's  portion  sweet : 
Though  now  we  wander  far  from  home, 
In  Zion  soon  we  all  shall  meet. 


137 


PSALM  137,  L.  M.,  6  Lines. 

Zion  in  Captivity. 

1  WHERE  Babylon's  broad  rivers  roll, 

' »    In  exile  we  sat  down  to  weep, 
For  thoughts  of  Zion  o'er  our  soul 

Came,  like  departed  joys,  in  sleep, 
Whose  forms  to  sad  remembrance  rise, 
Though  fled  for  ever  from  our  eyes. 

2  Our  harps  upon  the  wHIoavs  hung, 

"Where,  worn  with  toil,  our  limbs  reclined  ; 
The  chords,  untuned,  and  trembling,  rung 

With  mournful  music,  on  the  wind, 
While  foes,  insulting  o'er  our  wrongs, 
Cried, — "  Sing  us  one  of  Zion's  songs." 

3  How  can  we  sing  the  songs  we  love, 

Far  from  our  own  delightful  land  ? — 
If  I  prefer  thee  not,  above 

My  chief  est  joy,  may  this  right  hand, 
Jerusalem ! — forget  its  skill, 
My  tongue  be  dumb,  my  pulse  be  still. 


137 


PSALM  137,  S.  M. 

Love  to  the  Church. 

1  T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord ! 
-1-  The  house  of  thine  abode, 

The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er,  to  bless  thy  sons, 

My  voice  or  hands  deny, 


PSALMS  CXXXVU    CXXXVHI.         2)33 

M  hands  let  useful  skill  foisake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

F  >r  her  my  pr  rid; 

To  her  my  care-  and  toil  he  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  e 

5  Beyond  my  highest 

I  prize  her  heavenly  wa 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

6*  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

107  PSALM  137,  10s. 

JL  O  /  The  captive   T 

1  {  LOXG  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows, 
-J-  The  captive  bands  in  deep  despondence  strayed ; 
While  Zion's  fall  in  sad  remembrance  re 

Her  friends,  her  children,  mingled  with  the  dead. 

2  The  tnneful  harp  that  once  with  joy  they  strung, 
When  praise  employed  and  mirth  inspired  the  lay, 

Was  now  in  silence  on  the  willows  hung, 
TThile  growing  grief  prolonged  the  tedious  day. 

3  Their  proud  oppressors,  to  increase  their  woe, 
With  taunting  smiles  a  song  of  Zion  claim  ; 
Bid  sacred  praise  in  strains  melodious  flow. 
While  they  blaspheme  the  great  Jehovah's  n 

4  But  how,  in  heathen  chains,  and  lands  unknown, 
Shall  Israel's  bands  the  sacred  anthems  raise  ? 

M  0  hapless  Salem!  God's  terrestrial  throne, 
Thou  land  of  glory,  sacred  mount  of  praise  ! — 

5  "If  e'er  my  mem'ry  lose  thy  lovely  name, 
If  my  cold  heart  neglect  my  kindred  race, 
Let  dire  destruction  seize  this  guilty  frame, 
My  hand  shall  perish,  and  my  voice  shall  cease.11 


138 


PSALM  138,  L.  M. 

Praise  for  dicinc  Protection. 


1  T\7ITH  all  my  poi  trt  and  tongue, 

'*    I  Y:  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song; 


. 


234  psalm  cxxxix. 

Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Annrove  the  sonsr.  and  ioin  the  oraise. 


139 


Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 
To  God  I  cried,  when  troubles  rose : 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 
And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 
Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
I  '11  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy.  Lord  ; 
I  '11  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Xot  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

PSALM  139,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

The  Omniscience  of  God. 

1  T  ORD !    thou  hast  searched   and  seen  mo 
J-J         through : 

Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours. 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Oh !  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
"Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Xor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


139 


PSALM  139,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

The  cvcr-prcsent   God. 

1  pOULD  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
VJ  To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord  !  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

2  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

T  is  there  thou  d-.vellest  enthroned  in  light ; 


PSALM  CXXXIX.  235 

plunge  to  hell. — there  justice  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chaii 

S  If,  mounted 
1  tly  beyond  : 1 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

•i  Or.  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight, 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night, 

One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5  Oh!  may  these  th  my  breast, 

Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  r 
Xor  let  my  w  dons  dare 

Consent  to  sin.  for  God  is  there. 

1  O  Q  PSALM  139,  Third  Part,  L.  M. 

X  O  tJ  The  wonderful  Formation  of  M 

1  "T  WAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God  !  I  came, 

J-   A  juch  a  curious  frame  ; 

In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine. 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Great  God !  my  feeble  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  prais 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

3  I  could  survey  the  ocean  o'    \ 

And  count  each  sand  th  'he  shore, 

Before  iny  swiftest  tl  :ould  trace 

The  numerous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

4  These  on  my  heart  are  still  impres 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 
And,  at  my  waking  hour,  I  find 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 

inq  PSALiI  139,  L.  X.,  6  Lines. 

lot/  God,  good  and  omniscient 

1   TJOW  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace, 
J-l  0  God !  to  me —  t  the  sum  ! 

New  every  morn,  they  never  cease  : 

They  y  are,  and  yet  shall  come, 

In  number,  and  in  compass  more 
Than  ocean's  sand,  i  r  shore. 


236  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

2  Search  me,  O  God !  and  know  my  heart, 
Try  me,  my  secret  soul  survey; 

And  warn  thy  servant  to  depart 
From  every  false  and  evil  way  : 

So  shall  thy  truth  my  guidance  be, 

In  life  and  immortalitv. 


139 


PSALM  139,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

God  every  where. 

1  TX  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
-L  In  vain  my  soul  would  try, 

To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord !  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within  ; 
And,  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh!  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high, 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Enclosed  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sovereign  love. 


139 


PSALM  139,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Omniscience  of  God. 

1  T  ORD  !  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 
-L'  Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 

In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire — 
In  lie  a  veil  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  shun  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

3  If,  winged  with  beair^  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  west. 


lLM  oxxxix.  287 

Thy  hand,  whi  flight, 

law, 
Would  : 

: 

Oh !  wer, 

From  which  I  cannot  :' 


139 


PSALM  139,  Third  Part.  C.  2L 

God. 

1  T  ORD  !  iea  o'er, 
-1^  They  - 

Nc  I  i  lD  I  the  shore, 

To  equal  nnml 

2  My  v.  -rands, 
Aj  1  hourly  I                           hy  hands, 

3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  ; 

How  ki: 

!  may  the  horn*,  that  ends  my  si 
Still  find  mv  thoughts  v. 


139 


PSALM  139.  C.  M.,  6  Lines. 


1  DEYOXD.  beyond  that  boundless 
-D  Above  thai 

Farther  than  tfa  Q  fiee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thong] 

That  thou,  my  God  I  a  : — 

2  Art  nigh,  ai  og  mind 

F^  . — 

works  of  power  to  find, 
Or  to  thy  s  in; — 

Thy  — the  stormy  wind: 

Thy  path — the  trackless  main. 

ith  loud  acclaim ; 
tey  thunder  forth  thy  praise, — 


238  PSALMS   OXL,  CXLI. 

The  glorious  honor  of  thy  name. 

The  wonders  of  thy  ways : 
But  thou  art  not  in  tempest-flame, 

Xor  in  the  solar  blaze. 

4  We  hear  thy  voice,  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there : 
Where  shall  I  find  him,  O  my  soul ! 

Who  yet  is  every  where  ? 

5  Oh  !  not  in  circling  depth  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest ; 
Oh  !  come,  thou  Presence  infinite  ! 

And  make  thy  creature  blest. 


140 


PSALM  140,  S.  M. 

A  Complaint  against  personal  Enemies, 


1  1  j"y  God !  while  impious  men, 
1*1  With  malice  in  their  heart, 
My  peace  destroy,  my  life  defame, 

Thy  guardian  grace  impart. 

2  Oh  !  hear  my  humble  cry  ; 

Their  fondest  hope  destroy  ; 
Their  arts  confound,  their  plots  disclose, 
And  blast  their  envious  joy. 

S  Thou  wilt  sustain  the  poor, 
And  bid  th'  afflicted  sing : 
Before  thee  shall  thy  children  dwell, — 
Their  Father,  and  their  King. 


141 


PSALM  141,  L.  M. 

Christian   Watchfulness. — A  .Morning  Psalm. 


1  ]\ry  God  !  accept  my  early  vows, 

1'J-  Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house  ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord ! 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  woivl ; 

"Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 


LLMS  I  XUI.  rXLIII.  239 

3  Oh  !  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite,  and  reprove  my  wandering  way  ; 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  hut  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  I  ith  grief, 

I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 

rove. 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

i    a  q  PSALM  142,  C.  M. 

\.-±£  Looking  to  God  in   Trouble. 

1  TO  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 
1    From  <  Ad  relief: 

In  lung  complaints,  before  his  throne, 
I  poured  out  all  my  _ 

2  On  every  side  I  cast  mine 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  : 
While  friends  and  strangers  passed  me  by, 
Neglected  and  unkn< 

3  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry. 

And  called  thy  mercy  near;  — 
M  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die  ; 
bou  my  refuge  h< 

4  Lord  !  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

Now  let  thine  ear  attend. 
And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me.  know, 
I  Ve  an  almighty  Friend. 

5  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free ; 

Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name. 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 


143 


PSALM  143,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

Prayer  in  Affliction. 


1  "AfY  righteous  Judge  !  my  gracious  God  ! 
JA  Hear,  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad, 
And  cry  for  succor  from  thy  throne ; 

Oh !  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Look  down  in  pity.  Lord  !  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  : 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  lonn-buried  and  forgot. 


240  PSALMS  CXLHI,  CXLIV. 

3  My  thoughts,  in  musing  silence,  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope, 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up. 

4  For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn ; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earthremove  ? — 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  I 


143 


PSALM  143,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

Mental  .Irilictions  and   Trials. 


1  TTEAB  me.  0  Lord !  in  my  distress, 
JJ-  Hear  me,  in  truth  and  righteousness ; 

For,  at  thy  bar  of  judgment  tried, 


Xone  living  can  be  justified. 

2  Lord !  I  have  foes — without,  within, — 
The  world,  the  flesh,  in-dwelling  sin, 
Life's  daily  ills,  temptation's  power, 
And  Satan,  roaring  to  devour. 

3  Oh !  let  me  not  thus  hopeless  lie, 
Like  one  condemned  at  morn  to  die: 
But,  with  the  morning,  may  I  see, 
Thy  loving-kindness  visit  me. 

4  Teach  me  thy  will,  subdue  my  own  ; 
Thou  art  my  God.  and  thou  alone  ; 
By  thy  good  Spirit,  guide  me  still, 
Safe  from  all  foes,  to  Zion's  hill. 

5  Release  my  soul  from  trouble,  Lord ! 
Quicken  and  keep  me  by  thy  word  ; 
^Nlay  all  its  promises  be  mine ; 

Be  thou  my  portion. — I  am  thine. 


144 


PSALM  144,  L.  M. 

The  Goodness  of  God. 

1  HPHE  Lord  is  gracious  to  forgive, 

J-   And  slow  to  let  his  anger  move  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  to  all  that  live, 
And  all  his  tender  mercy  prove. 

2  Glorious  in  majesty  art  thou  : 

Thy  throne  for  ever  shall  endure ; 
And  angels  at  thy  footstool  bow  ; 
Yet  dost  thou  not  despise  the  poor. 


ALM  CXL1V.  241 

3  The  Lord  upholdeth  them  that  fall ; 

He  raiseth  men  of  low  degree: 
O  God,  our  health  !  the  eyes  of  all,— 
Of  all  the  living,  wait  on  thee. 

4  Thou  openest  thine  exhaustions  store, 

And  rainest  food  on  every  land ; 
The  dumb  creation  thee  adore. 

And  eat  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

5  Man,  most  indebted,  most  ingrate, 

Man  only,  is  a  rebel  here: 
Teach  him  to  know  thee,  ere  too  late; — 
Teach  him  to  love  thee,  and  to  fear. 


1  T701 


44  PSALM  144,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

"db  The  spiritual  Victory. 

OR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
My  Saviour  and  my  shield  : 
lie  sends  his  Spirit,  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 

Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

A  friend  and  helper  so  divine 
Doth  my  weak  courage  raise  : 

He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

PSALM  144,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Frailty  of  Man. 


144 


1  T  ORD  !  what  is  man — poor  feeble  man, 
-AJ  Born  of  the  earth  at  first  I 

His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 
Still  hastening  to  the  dust ! 

2  Oh !  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 

Or  any  of  his  race. 
That  God  should  make  it  his  concern, 
To  visit  him  with  grace  ? 

8  Tkat  God  who  darts  his  lightnings  down, 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above, 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, — 
How  wondrous  is  his  love  ! 


21 


242  psalm  CXLY. 

^    a  pr  PSALM  145,  First  Part,  L.  M. 

X^hO  The  Greatness  of  God. 

1  ]\r Y  God !  my  King !  thy  various  praise 
J-*-L  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
♦          Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 

And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm,  with  joy,  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  thy  name. 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

5  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways. — 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 


145 


PSALM  145,  Second  Part,  L.  M. 

God's   Goothict.-. 


1  VE  sons  of  men  !  with  joy.  record 

J-    The  various  wonders  of  the  Lord  : 
And  let  his  power  and  goodness  sound, 
Through  all  your  tribes,  the  earth  around. 

2  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, — 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light. 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Sing,  earth !  in  verdant  robes  arrayed. 

With  herbs  and  flowers,  with  fruits  and  shade , 
Yiew  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains. 
And  think  how  wide  thy  Maker  reigns. 

4  But  Oh  !  that  brighter  world  above, 
"Where  lives  and  reigns  incarnate  love  : — 
God's  only  Son,  in  flesh  arrayed, 

For  man  a  bleeding  victim  made. 


PSALM  OXLV.  243 

o  Thither,  my  soul!  with  rapture  soar; 
There,  in  the  laud  of  praise,  adore  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay — 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 


145 


PSALM  145,  First  Part,  C.  M. 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

1  T  OXG  as  I  live  I  '11  bless  thy  name, 
Aj  My  King!  my  God  of  love  ! 

My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord — his  power  unknown; 

And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 

And,  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men,  who  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hands  ; 

Thy  saints  are  ruled  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 


145 


PSALM  145,  Second  Part,  C.  M. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  C  WEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
O  My  God !  my  heavenly  King ! 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness, 

In  sounds  of  glory,  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high, — but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes,  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food ; 
Thy  .liberal  hand  provides  their  meat, 
And  fills  their  mouth  with  sood. 


244  PSALMS  CXLY,  CXLYI. 

4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word, 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim  ; 
But  saints,  who  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  hi  ess  thy  name. 


145 


PSALM  145,  Third  Part,  C.  M. 

Goodness  of  Providence. 

1  T  ET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
-L^  Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ! 

Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  who  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  hows  the  spirit  down, 

Or  virtue  lies  distressed 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  givest  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 

And  guides  our  giddy  youth : 
Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4-  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel, 
He  hears  his  children  cry ; 
And,  their  hest  wishes  to  fulfill, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

6  ^Niy  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 

And  spread  his  fame  abroad ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God. 


146 


PSALM  146,  L.  M. 

Praise  for  divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ! — my  heart  shall  join, 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  he  past, 
"While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 


PSALMS  OXLVI,  OXLVIL      245 

2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 

On  Israel's  God  ; — he  made  the  sky. 
And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  shall  tind  his  promise  vain. 

3  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  th1  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 
•i  He  loves  his  saints. — he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  0  Zion  !  ever  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

^    ./>  PSALM  146,  L.  P.  M. 

A   Jb  O         Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness  and    Truth. 

1  T  'LL  praise  my  ]\Iaker  with  my  breath  ; 
J-  And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  : — he  made  the  sky. 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train : 
llis  truth  for  ever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  tli'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor  ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  He  loves  his  saints, — he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  0  Zion  !  ever  reigns  ; 
Let  every  tongue,  and  every  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  : 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

•4  1 11  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 

And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


147 


'I 


PSALM  147,  L.  M. 

Praise  for  divine   G 

[)RA1SE  ye  the  Lord! — 't  is  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  : 


246  PSALM  OXLVII. 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name ! 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3  He  formed  the  stars — those  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names ; 
His  wisdom 's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, — 
A  deep,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ! 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite; 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

5  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight : 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 


147 


PSALM  147,  C.  M. 

The  Seasons. 


1  TTTITH  songs  and  honors,  sounding  loud, 

' »    Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
The  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 


PSALM  (  XLV1IL  247 

id,  the  flying  cloud, 

With  ling  loud, 

Praise  ye  the  a  a     Lord. 

ijn  PSALM  148.  L.  M. 

1  T  OTJD  hallelujaha  to  the  L 

Jw  From  distant  world-  where  creatures  dwell  ! 
heaven  begin  the  solemn  w 
And  sound  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 

2  "Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lie-. 

Make  the  Creator's  name  he  known  : 
Loud  as  his  thunder,  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty,  as  his  throne. 

3  Jehovah — *t  is  a  glorious  word  : 

may  it  dwell  on  ev^vy  tongue  : 
But  saints,  st  have  known  the  L(  rd, 

Are  bound  to  r  ^ong. 

4  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  1< 

Which  Gabriel  plaj  >rd  ; 

From  all  below,  and  all  above. 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 


148 


PSALM  148,  S.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Praise 


1  T  ET  every  creature  join. 

-LJ  To  praise  tli"  eternal  God  : 
Ye  heavenly  h  ihg  begin, 

And  sound  his  name  abr 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams! 

And  moon,  with  paler  rays ! 
Ye  starry  lights !  ye  twinkling  flames  ! 
te  to  your  Maker's  pr 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  lixed  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  e  :  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapors  !  when  ye  ri 

Or  fall  in  show  .v, — 

Ye  thunders  !  murrn'ring  round  the  skie5, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 


148 


248  PSALM  CXLYII1. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flaming  fire  ! 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

f>  By  all  his  works  above, 
His  honors  be  expressed ; 
But  saints,  who  taste  his  saving  love, 
♦Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

PSALM  148,  H.  M. 

Praise  from  all  Creatures. 

1  VE  tribes  of  Adam !  join 
A    With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 

And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise  : 

Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright! 
In  worlds  of  light, 

Begin  tho  song. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays ! 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night ! 

Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  twinkling  h'ght. 

His  power  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high  ! 
And  clouds  that  fly 

In  empty  air ! 

3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 

Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command  : 

He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame, 
From  nothing  came 

To  praise  the  Lord. 

4  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above  ; 

He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 

While  earth  and  sky 
Attempt  his  praise, 
His  saints  shall  raise 

His  honors  hi  eh- 


MS 


PSALM  OXLVJII.  249 

PSALM  148,  C.  P.  M. 

Praise  from  ail   Crea*.M 

1  T)E(HY.  my  soul !  tlf  exalted  lay  : 
JL)  Let  each  enraptured  thoug 

And  praise  tlf  Almighty's  name  ; 
I,o  !  heaven,  and  ei  ind  skies, 

In  one  melodious  concert 

To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  Ik..  lis  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds  !   proclaim  your  Maker.  God, — 

Ye  thunders!  speak  his  power: 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wing. 
In  triumph,  walks  tlf  eternal  Xing ; — 

Tlf  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps !  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies : — 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare. 
Each  whispering  breeze  ot  yielding  air ! 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 
•i  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs!  and  sing; — 
Ye  leathered  warblers  of  the  spring! 

Harmonious  anthems  ra 
To  him.  who  shaped  your  liner  mould. 
Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, — 

Let  man.  in  God's  own  image  made, 

His  breath,  in  praise,  employ  ; 
Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around, 
Till  heaven  shall  echo  back  the  sound, 

In  songs  of  holy  joy. 


148 


PSALM  148,  8s  and  7s. 

Praise  to  God. 


1  pRAISE  the  Lord  : — ye  heavens  !  adore  Lira  1 
-Jl    Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height! 

Sun  and  moon!  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 

2  Praise  the  Lord. — for  lie  has  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken. 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 


250  PSALMS  CXLVHI,  CXLIX. 

3  Praise  the  Lord, — for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high  !  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation ! 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 


148 


PSALM  148,  7s. 

Praise  for  the   IVorks  of  Creation. 

1  TIER ALDS  of  creation!  cry, — 

Jl  «  Praise  the  Lord — the  Lord  most  high  ! 
Heaven  and  earth !  obey  the  call, 
Praise  the  Lord — the  Lord  of  all. 

2  For  he  spake,  and  forth  from  night 
Sprang  the  universe  to  light ; 

He  commanded — nature  heard, 
And  stood  fast  upon  his  word. 

3  Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above, — 
Spirits  perfected  in  love  ! 

Sun  and  moon  !  your  anthems  raise, 
Sing,  ye  stars !  your  Maker's  praise. 


|    4  q  PSALM  149,  C.  M. 

14t/  The  Saints  judging  the   World. 

1  i  LL  ye  who  love  the  Lord  !  rejoice, 
-£*■  And  let  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Amid  the  church,  with  cheerful  voice, 

His  later  wonders  show. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 

Shall  their  Pwedeemer  sing ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
^Vhile  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 

^Vhom  sinners  treat  with  scorn ; 
The  meek,  who  lie  despised  in  dust, 
Salvation  shall  adorn. 

4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed : 
And,  like  the  souls  in  glory,  sing ; — 
For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 

5  When  Christ  his  judgment-seat  ascends, 

And  bids  the  ^vorkl  appear. 


PSALM  (I..  251 

Thrones  are  prepared  for  all  bis  friends 
Who  humbly  loved  him  here. 

|  prr\  PSALM  J50,  C.  M. 

1  t/U  Public  and  universal  Praise. 

1  TX  Grcd'a  own  house  pronounce  his  praise  ; 
J-  His  grace  be  there  reveals; 

To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move. 

While  you  rehearse  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Tour  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath  I 

Proclaim  your  ATaker  blest : 
Yet.  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  *oul  shall  praise  him 

i  p:r\  PSALM  150,  H.  M. 

L  tJ\J  Praise  on  Earth   and  in  Heaven, 

1  TX  Zion's  sacred  gates, 

i-  Let  hymns  of  praise  begin, 
TVhere  acts  of  faith  and  love, 

In  ceaseless  beauty,  shine  : 
In  mercy  there. 

While  God  is  known. 

Before  his  throne, 
"Witli  songs  appear. 

2  The  trumpet's  martial  voice, 

The  timbrel's  softer  sound, 
The  organ's  solemn  peal, 

His  praises  shall  resound  ; 
To  swell  the  song, 

With  highest  joy, 

Let  man  employ 
His  tuneful  tongue. 

3  In  heaven,  his  house  on  high, 

Ye  angels  !  lift  your  voice  ; 
Let  heavenly  harps  resound, 

And  happy  saints  rejoice  : 
The  glories  sing, 

That  ever  shine, 

With  pomp  divine, 
Around  vour  Kimr. 


252  PSALM  CL. 


150 


PSALM  150,  7s. 

Exhortation  tc  Praise. 


1  T)PAISE  the  Lord — his  power  confess 
J-    Praise  him  in  his  holiness ; 
Praise  him,  as  the  theme  inspires ; 
Praise  him,  as  his  fame  requires. 

2  Let  the  trump,  sound 
Spread  its  loudest  notes  around; 
Let  the  liar})  unite,  in  praise, 
With  the  sacred  minstrel's  lays. 

3  Let  the  organ  join  to  Mess 

God — the  Lord  of  righteousness ; 
Tune  your  voice  to  spread  the  fame 
Of  the  great  Jehovah's  name. 

4  All  who  dwell  beneath  his  light ! 
In  his  praise,  your  hearts  unite; 
While  the  stream  of  song  is  poured, — 
Praise  and  magnify  the  Lord. 


150 


PSALM  150,  7s  and  6s,  Peculiar. 

Praise  from  all  living. 

1  pilAISE  the  Lord  who  reigns  above, 
i-    And  keeps  his  courts  below  ; 
Praise  him  for  Ins  boundless  love, 

And  all  his  greatness  show ; 
Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds  ; 

Praise  him  for  his  matchless  power; 
Him,  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 

Let  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

2  Publish,  spread  to  all  around, 

The  great  Immanuel's  name; 
Let  the  gospel-trumpet  sound ; 

Him  Prince  of  Peace  proclaim  : 
Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string ! 

All  the  reach  of  heavenly  art, 
All  the  power  of  music  bring — - 

The  music  of  the  heart. 
8  Him,  in  whom  they  move  and  live, 

Let  every  creature  sing  ; 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  give. 

And  homage  to  our  Kii  j 
Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven,  on  earth  adored ; 


150 


PSALM  CL.  253 

Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath; — 
Let  all  things  praise  the  Lord. 

PSALM  150,  7s,  6s  and  7s. 

The  universal  Chorus. 

1  TTALLELUJAH!— Praise  the  Lord. 
JDL  In  the  heights  of  glory  ; 

Hosts  of  heaven  !  with  one  accord, 

Shout  the  joyful  story  ; 
Praise  him  for  his  mighty  deeds, 
Praise  ye  him,  whose  grace  exceeds 
All  that  heaven  in  songs  concedes ; 

Worlds  of  bliss !  his  praise  record. 

2  Praise  him  with  the  trumpet's  tongue, 

Far  and  vide  resounding ; 
Praise  him  with  the  harp  well-strung, 

'While  your  hearts  are  bounding ; 
Praise  him  with  the  sweet-toned  lyre  ; 
Let  his  praise  the  lute  inspire : 
Praise  him  in  a  mighty  choir ; — 

Let  his  praise  be  loudly  sung. 

3  Praise  him  with  the  viol's  strings, 

Waking  joyous  feeling; 
"While  the  vault  of  glory  rings 

With  the  organ's  pealing : 
Let  the  cymbals  ring  his  praise. 
Wake  the  clarion's  grandest  lays, 
Praise  the  Lord  through  endless  days : — 

Lo !  his  praise  creation  sings. 


150 


PSALM  150,  6s  and  4s. 

Praise  in  the  Courts  of  God. 

1  T)  RAISE  ye  Jehovah's  name, 

J-    Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim,- 

Rise  and  adore : 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above, 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love, 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove- 

Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Xow  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Sounds  of  triumphant  praise, 

Wide  as  his  fame  : 


22 


254  PSALM  CL. 

There  let  the  harp  be  found ; 
Organs,  with  solemn  sound ! 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around — 
Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string  ;- 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows ; 
Let  every  breath  that  flows 
Bis  noblest  fame  disclose  ; — 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


H  Y  M  N  S 


ADAPTED    TO 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 


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II  Y  M  N  S . 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


HYMN  1,  C.  M. 

The  Bible  suited  to  our  Ji'ants. 

1  "FATHER  of  mercies',  in  thy  word 
-*-    What  endless  glory  shines ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 

For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Oh  !  may  those  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever-dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

5  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

HYMN  2,  I.  M. 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

I  'HP  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
-i-  The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire. 
Ana  warmed  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 


258  HYMNS  III,  IV. 

2  Great  God !  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

3  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 


HYMN  3,  C.  M. 

The  Holy  Scriptures. 

1  T  ADEX  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
JU  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord ! 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 

But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage ; 
Here,  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  Here,  consecrated  water  flows, 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 
Here,  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows ; — 
No  danger  dwells  therein. 

4  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; — 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

5  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God ! 

My  roving  feet  command  : 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN  4,  L.  M. 

A  Saviour  seen  in  the  Scriptures. 

1  \TOW  let  my  soul,  eternal  King ! 

li  To  thee  its  grateful  tribute  bring ; 
My  knee,  with  humble  homage,  bow, 
My  tongue  perform  its  solemn  vow. 

2  All  nature  sings  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above  ; 
But,  in  thy  blessed  word,  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  thy  grace. 


6 


THE  SCRIPTURE  259 

3  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read ! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed: 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  cheeks  my  fear. 

4z  There,  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  my  lab'ring  conscience  peace ; 
liaises  my  grateful  passions  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  Oh  !  let  my  song, 

Through  endless  years,  thy  praise  prolong ; 
Let  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 
Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 

BYKN  5,  C.  M. 

Revelation  welcomed. 

1  IT  AIL,  sacred  truth  !  whose  piercing  rays 
-II  Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
Diffusing,  o'er  the  mental  world, 

The  healing  beams  of  light. 

2  Jesus!  thy  word,  with  friendly  aid, 

Restores  our  wandering  feet ; 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  Oh  !  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 

In  all  their  radiant  blaze ; 
And  bid  th'  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  grace. 


HYMN  6,  L.  M. 

The  Blessings  of  the  new  Covenant. 

OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known, 
Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 


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2  Ilere,  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name ; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood. 
The  wisdom,  power  and  grace  of  God. 

3  Here,  faith  reveal-,  to  mortal  eyes, 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies  : 

Here,  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 


260  HYMNS  XU,  VIII. 

4  Oh !  grant  ns  grace,  almighty  Lord  ! 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word, 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 

5  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 

Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  mine  eye, — 
Till  life's  last  hour,  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

rr  HYMN  7,  L.  M. 

/  A  written  Revelation. 

1  T  ET  everlasting  glories  crown 

J^  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord ! 

Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 

And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promises — how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith,  with  treacherous  art, 
I  'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 


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HYMN  8,  L.  M. 

The  Power  of  Truth. 

1  THIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
JL   Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind ; — 

This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Eestore  the  ruined  creature  man. 

3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive, — 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live  ; 

Dry  bones  are  raised,  and  clothed  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turned  to  liesh. 


GOD.  2G1 

4  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze,  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me  dotli  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 


GOD. 


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HYMN  9,  L.  M. 

Existence  of  God, 

1  THERE  is  a  God!— all  nature  speaks, 

-1  Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies  j 
See  ! — from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise  ! 

2  The  rising  sun  serenely  bright, 

Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er ! 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God ; 
Bow  down  before  him  and  adore. 

HYMN  10,  C.  M. 

Creation  and  Providence. 

1  T  ORD !  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys 
J^  Creation's  beauties  o'er, 

All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  On  me  thy  providence  hath  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  ; 
Oh  !  let  my  lips  and  life  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

4  All-bounteous  Lord !  thy  grace  impart ; 

Oh !  teach  me  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  ever-grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love. 


262  HYMNS  XI   XII. 

^   i  HXMN  11,  H.  M. 

-L  1  Perfections  of  God's  Government. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 

J-   His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
Xo  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 

To  guard  his  holy  law : 
And,  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  conhrms  and  seals  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  perfect  work, 

Surprising  wisdom  shines ; 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 

And  breaks  their  cursed  designs  : 
Strong  is  his  arm — and  shall  fulilll 
His  great  decrees — his  sovereign  will. 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 

Of  glory  condescend, — 
And  will  he  write  his  name,-- 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
I  love  his  name, — I  love  his  word ; 
Join,  all  my  powers  !  and  praise  the  Lord. 

HYMN  12,  C.  M. 

God,  the  Creator. 

1  INTERNAL  Wisdom!  thee  we  praise, 

-Ej  Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heavens  high  palace  rings. 

2  How  wide  thy  hand  hath  spread  the  sky ! 
How  glorious  to  behold  ! 

Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 

Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
ATitii  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad ; 


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GOD.  l'63 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 

And  speak  the  builder — God. 
5  But  still,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity 

HYMN  13.  C.  X. 

.'  Dominion. 

1  pBEAT  GoaM  how  infinite 
vT  AVhat  worth]     - 

Let  the  i 

And  pay  I 

2  Thy  thr<  •:.  .-  eternal  m  - 

Ere  s 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations 

3  Eternity,  with  all  i 

Stands  present  in  t] 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears — 
Great  God  !  there  's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  car 
While  thi  3  on 

Thine  undisturbed  afi 

5  Great  God!  how  infinite  art  thou! 

What  worthless  w<  we  ! 

Let  the  '  ow, 

And  pay  I 

HYHN  14,  H.  M. 

1  ANGELS! 

A  The  honors  of  your  God  ; 
Touch  every  tune: 

And  sound  his  name  abroad  : 
Come,  pour  the  trembling  notes  along, 
And  swell  the  grand  immortal  song. 

2  And.  ye  of  meaner  birth  ! 

raise  ; 
Inhabitants  of  earth ! 

Y< 
Le:  your  hosannas  joyful  rise, 
And  shake  the  earth,  and  pierce  the  skies. 


264  HYMNS  XV,  XVI. 

3  Let  day  and  dusky  night, 

In  solemn  order,  join 
His  praises  to  recite, 

And  speak  his  power  divine : 
Let  every  hill  and  every  vale 
Ee-eeho  with  the  sacred  tale. 

4  Let  every  creature  sing 

The  honors  of  our  God, 
Touch  every  tuneful  string, 

And  spread  his  praise  abroad : 
Come,  pour  the  trembling  notes  along, 
And  swell  the  universal  sons:. 


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HYMN  15,  L.  M. 

.Majesty  of  God. 

1  pCXME,  0  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays, 

V^  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ; 
But  Oh  !  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amidst  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory,  like  a  garment,  wears ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  Iti  all  our  ^Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines ; 

His  works,  through  all  his  wondrous  frame, 
Bear  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

4  Baised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul !  his  glories  sing ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  repeat  the  song. 

HYMN  16,  7s. 

Praise  for  temporal  .Mercies. 

1  pBAISE  to  God  ! — immortal  praise, 
-T    For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days: 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy ! 

Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land; — 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erllowiug  stores  : 


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GOD.  205 

These  to  that  dear  source  we  owe, 
"Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days. 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

Lord !  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praise  : 
And,  when  every  blessing  ?s  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

HYMN  17,  S.  M 

Praise  to  the  Creator 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker,  God  ! 

-^  How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  glories  how  diffused  abroad, 

Through  all  creation's  frame ! 

2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays  ; 
And  does,  a  thousand  ways,  express 
Her  undissembled  praise. 

3  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

Her  great  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  homage  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days, 
And  oft  to  God  my  soul  ascend. 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  18,  H.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  God. 

1  TO  your  Creator,  God, 

J-   Your  great  Preserver,  raise, 
Ye  creatures  of  his  hand  ! 

Your  highest  notes  of  praise  : 
Let  every  voice 

Proclaim  his  power. 

His  name  adore, 
And  loud  rejoice. 

2  Let  every  creature  join 

To  celebrate  his  name, 
And  all  their  various  powers 
Assist  tlr  exalted  theme  : 


266  HYMN  XIX. 

Let  nature  raise, 

From  every  tongue, 

A  general  song 
Of  grateful  praise. 
o  But  Oh !  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  How  ; 
And  every  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glow. 
Your  voices  raise 

Above  the  rest : 

Ye  highly  blest ! 
Declare  his  praise. 
4  Assist  me,  gracious  God ! 

!My  heart,  my  voice  inspire ; 
Then  shall  I  grateful  join 

The  universal  choir : 
Thy  grace  can  raise 

My  heart,  my  tongue, 

And  time  my  song 
To  lively  praise. 


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HYMN  19,  C.  BL 

Wonders  of  God's  Love. 


1  TTE  humble  souls  !  approach  your  God, 
J-    With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 

Tor  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel-worms ; 
'T  is  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord !  we  come, 

'T  is  here  our  hope  relies  ; — 

A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 

AVhen  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  that  trust  in  thee: 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 


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GOD.  26? 

0  Great  God!  to  thine  Almighty  love, 

What  honors  shall  we  rail 
No1  all  i'.'  angelic  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  pr 

HYMN  20,  C.  M. 
The  Qlory  of  Qod      i  Cr 

1  THE  God  of  nature  and  of  grace 
1   In  all  his  works  i 

Hia  through  the  earth  we  trace, 

His  grandeur  in  the  sphe 

2  Behold  this  fair  and  fertile  globe, 

By  him  in  wisdom  planned ! 
T  was  he  who  girded,  like  a  robe, 
The  ocean  round  the  land. 

3  Lift  to  the  arch  of  heaven  your  eye  ; 

Thither  his  path  purs 

His  glory,  boundless  as  the  shy, 
O'erwhelms  the  wondering  view. 

4  How  excellent,  0  Lord!  thy  name, 

In  all  creation's  lin 
Spread  through  eternity,  thy  fame 
With  rising  lustre  shines. 

5  These  lower  works  that  swell  thy  praise, 

High  as  our  thoughts  can  tower, 
Are  but  a  portion  of  thy  way-. — 
The  hiding  of  thy  power. 

6  Millions  before  thy  presence  stand, 

Who  feel,  while  they  adore, 
Fullness  of  joy,  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  pleasures  evermore. 

HYMN  21,  lis. 

The  Mercy  of  God. 

J   THY  mercy,  my  God !  is  the  theme  of  my  song, 
J-   The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue; 
Free  grace  hath  alone,  from  the  first  to  the  last, 
Secured  my  affections,  and  bound  my  soul  fast. 

2  Thy  mercy  has  vanquished  my  obdurate  heart, 
That  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  depart; 


268 


HYMNS  XXII,  XXIII. 


Dissolved  by  thy  goodness  I  fall  to  the  ground, 
And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I've  found. 

3  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day, 

To  the  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  by  the  way ; 
Xo  sinner  shall  ever  a  place  be  denied,  [died. 
Who  comes  seeking  mercy  through  Jesus  that 

4  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell ; 
Its  glories  I  '11  sing,  and  its  wonders  I  '11  tell : 
T  was  Jesus,  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on  the  tree, 
Who  opened  the  fountain  of  mercy  for  me. 


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HYMN  22,  S.  M. 

God,  all  and  in  all. 


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1  ^\TY  God,  my  life,  my  love ! 
M  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 

I  cannot  live,  if  thou  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss : 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Xot  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

4  Xor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 

Can  one  delight  afford ; 
Xo,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
"Without  thy  presence,  Lord ! 

o  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

HYMN  23,  C.  M. 

Confiding  in  God. 

TO  thee,  my  God !  my  heart  shall  bring 
The  lively,  grateful  song ; 
Attending  kings  shall  hear  me  sing, 
With  rapture  on  my  tongue. 

Amid  the  glories  of  thy  name, 
Thy  truth  exalted  shines ; 


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GOD.  269 

A  faithful  God  thy  words  proclaim, 
In  everlasting  1;. 

3  When,  in  the  day  oi 

To  thee,  my  ( rod  !  I  cried. 
With  -  livine,  thy  powerful  grace 

My  fainting  soul  supplied. 

4  Thou,  Lord!  wilt  all  my  hopes  fulfill, 

To  thee  the  work  belongs  : 
Let  endless  mercy  §  -rill, 

And  tune  my  grateful  songs. 

HYMN  24,  C.  M. 

The  Mercy-Seat. 

1  TVEAR  Father  !  to  thy  mercy-seat 
■L'  My  soul  for  shelter  flies  : 

'Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat, 
When  storms  and.  tempests  ris 

2  My  cheerful  hope  ean  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God  !  art  near  : 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector,  and  my  Lord  ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
Oh  !  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  Oh  !  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

HYMN  25,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

1  PERMIT  me.  Lord  !  to  seek  thy  face, 
jl    Obedient  to  thy  call ; 

To  seek  the  presence  of  thy  grace, 
My  strength,  my  life,  my  all ! 

2  All  I  can  wish  is  thine  to  give  ; 

My  God  !  I  ask  thy  love, — 
That  greatest  boon  I  can  receive, — 
The  bliss  of  heaven  above. 

3  To  heaven  my  restless  heart  aspires ; 

Oh !  for  a  quickening  ray, 

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270  HYMNS  XXVI,  XXVII. 

To  wake  and  warm  my  faint  desires, 
And  cheer  the  tiresome  way. 

4  The  path  to  thy  divine  abode 

Through  a  wild  desert  lies ; 
A  thousand  snares  beset  the  road, — 
A  thousand  terrors  rise. 

5  Satan  and  sin  unite  their  art, 

To  keep  me  from  my  Lord ; 
Dear  Saviour  !  guard  my  trembling  heart, 
And  guide  me  by  thy  word. 

G  My  Guardian,  my  almighty  Friend! 
On  thee  my  soul  would  rest ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend ; 
Be  near,  and  I  am  blest. 


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HYMN  26,  H.  M. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  TO  thee,  great  Source  of  light ! 
J-  My  thankful  voice  I  '11  raise : 
And  all  my  powers  unite 

To  celebrate  thy  praise  ; 
And,  till  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
May  praise  employ  my  every  breath. 

2  And,  when  this  feeble  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  dust, 
My  soul  shall  dwell  among 

The  spirits  of  the  just ; 
Then,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
In  nobler  strains  I  '11  sing  thy  love. 

HYMN  27,  C.  M. 

God's  Presence  is  Light  in  Darkness. 

MY  God !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights ; 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ; 
He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 

The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine, 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 


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■  soul  would  lea 
thai  trans] 

Ran  up  with  joy  1 

5  Fearless  of  hell  an  I  '.rath, 

I  '<!  break  - 
The  wings  5  of  i 

Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

HYMN  28.  S.  M. 

God,  my  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  1J*Y  Maker  and  nr         _ 

-  I  To  thee  my  all 
Thy  -  _  the  sj  :nng7 

Whence  all  my 

2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, — 

On  thee  alon 

land 

More  praise  than  life  can  g 

3  Shall  I  with  h 

I  shall  my  ;    -  - 
Lord !  form  t"  .  .1  heart  an 

And  fill  it  with 

4c  Oh !  let  thy  _ 

vine ; 
Let  all  nr  bee  as 

And  all  my  days  1     ft  i  ae. 

I-TfXX  C?.  C   X. 

1  4  IAQGHT7  -.s  L::  ". 
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Thy  mercies  let  my  hea: •: 
In  songs  of  grateful  prais 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  firai    j 

Was  thine  indulgent  ear 

Tons:  ere  I  could  pronounce  thy  nam*, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  pn 

3  Yet  I  a d 

For  favors  more  divine  ;  — 


272  hymns  xxx,  xxxi. 

That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

4  When  West  with  that  transporting  view 

That  Jesus  died  for  me, 
For  this  sweet  hope,  what  praise  is  due, 
0  God  of  grace  !  to  thee  ? 

5  Now  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 

In  more  exalted  lays, 
Till  I  shall  join  the  sons  of  light, 
In  everlasting  praise. 


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HYMN  30,  L.  M. 
Imploring  divine  Influence. 


1  "j\FY  God !  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
■I*-*-  Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart, 
In  vain  my  boldest  thoughts  arise, — 

I  sink  to  earth,  and  lose  the  skies. 

2  Thy  name  inspires  the  harps  above, 
With  harmony,  and  praise,  and  love; 

That  grace,  which  tunes  th'  immortal  strings, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 

3  Oh  !  let  thy  grace  guide  every  song, 
And  fill  my  heart  and  tune  my  tongue; 
Then  shall  the  strain  harmonious  flow, 
And  heaven's  sweet  work  begin  below. 

HYMN  31,  C.  M. 

Thanks  for  providential  Favors. 

1  TyilEX  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God  ! 

» '    My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts,  on  my  soul, 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When,  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps,  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,,  conveyed  rne  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 


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Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee, 

A  joyful  song  I  ?11  raise : 
But  Oh !  eternity  *s  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

HYMN  32,  L.  M. 

Song  of  Gratitude  and  Praise. 

1  H  OD  of  ray  life  !  through  all  ray  days, 

VJ  I  rll  tune  the  grateful  notes  of  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  "When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  ray  throbbing  breast, 
The  notes  of  praise,  ascending  high, 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  Oh  !  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, — 
"With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 

To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  Then  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
That  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

HYMN  33,  8s  and  7s. 

Praise  to  Jehovah. 

1  0  AIXTS  !  with  pious  zeal  attending, 
&  Xow  a  grateful  tribute  raise  ; 
Joyful  songs,  to  heaven  ascending, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

2  Pwound  Jehovalvs  footstool  kneeling, 

Lowly  bend  witli  contrite  souls  ; 


274  HYMNS  XXXIV,  XXXV. 

Here  his  milder  grace  revealing, 
Here  his  wrath  no  thunder  rolls 

3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unholy— thought  of  sin, — 
Seize !  Oh !  seize  the  proffered  blessing,  - 
Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within. 

4  Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 
Join  the  universal  praise. 


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HYMN  34,  L.  M. 

Retirement  and  Devotion. 


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1  MY  God  !  permit  me  not  to  he 
■i-'-L  A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  \ 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven — and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

HYMN  35,  C.  M. 

God,  our  Refuge. 

1  HEAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul ! 
U  On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, — 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief, 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  Oh !  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 


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The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Hast  thou  not  "bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

0  Xo, — still  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Attends  the  mourner's  prayer : 
Oh  !  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there ! 

C  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still ; 
Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
"With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

HYMN  36,  C.  M. 

Thirsting  after  God. 

1  TyHEX  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 

1 1    And  parched  with  thirst  extreme, 
The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool  refreshing  stream : — 

2  So  longs  the  weary,  fainting  mind, 

Oppressed  with  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find, 
Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 

3  Oh  !  may  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God ! 

"With  ardent,  strong  desire  ; 
And  still,  through  all  this  desert  road, 
To  taste  thy  grace  aspire. 

4  Then  shall  my  prayer  to  thee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice ; 
My  mourning  voice  wilt  thou  attend, 
And  grant  me  full  supplies. 

HYMN  37,  C.  M. 

God,  as  seen  in  JVature. 

ISIX  G  tlv  almighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained, 
The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 


276  HYMNS  XXXVIII,  XXXIX. 

The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

Tli at  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord  !  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There  's  not  a  plant  nor  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  : 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

G  Creatures,  that  borrow  life  from  thee, 
Are  subject  to  thy  care  : 
There  \s  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 


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HYMN  38,  C.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  God,  our  Father. 

1  pO^klE.  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 
VJ  And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  ; 

Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme, 
In  loftier  strains  above. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends  ; 

Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 

His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father,  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

HYMN  39,  L.  M. 

Perfections  of  God  in  his  Governmejit. 

1     IEIIOVAII  reigns — his  throne  is  high, 
u   His  robes  are  light  and  majesty ; 


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His  glory  shines,  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe ; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law  ; 

His  love  reveals  a  smiling  fac< 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  bathes  Satan's  deep  designs; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  father  and  my  friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join ; 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

HYMN  40,  C.  M. 

God,  all  in  ell. 

1  "ATY  God.  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
-'L  My  everlasting  all ! 

I  We  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 

And  this  inferior  clod  ! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, — 
There  's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light ; 
'T  is  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon ; 
If  thou  withdraw, — 't  is  night. 

4  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ! 
Or  what 's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  \ 

5  "Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  my  own, — 
Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

6  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


278  HYMNS  XLI,  XLII. 

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HYMN  41,  L.  M. 

God's  Condescension, 


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1  TTP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
U  And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  He  over-rules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs : 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  bis  counsels  and  his  care. 

3  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God  ; 
£Le  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And.  helps  us  bear  the  heavy  load. 

4  Oh  !  could  oar  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

HYMN  42,  S.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  CTAXD  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
^  Ye  people  of  his  choice  ! 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
"With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  Oh  !  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed, 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, — 

The  Lord,  your  God,  adore  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 


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HYMN  43,  L.  M. 

Mem  not  cumxiarablt  tcxih  God. 

1  CIIALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 
^  Contend  with  th  >r,  God? 
Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 
More  holy,  wise,  or  just,  than  he  ? 

2  Behold !  he  puts  Lis  trust  in  none 
Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne  : 
Their  natures,  when  compared  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wis 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they. 
Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  cla}  i 
Touched  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint,  and  vanish  like  the  moth. 

4  Almighty  Power  !  ve  bow  : 
How  frail  are  we — how  glorious  thou ! 
Xo  more                         rth  shall  dare, 
With  an  eternal  God.  compare. 

HYMN  44.  I.  K, 

1  "PRAISE,  everlas  paid 

JL    To  him.  who  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 

Sway  the  creation,  as  h 

2  Praise  to  the  good:.  Lord. 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word  ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  dec 
He  sets  his  kindest  prom' 

3  Whence,  then,  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
"Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 
Slowly,  alas  !  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

4  Oh!  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith. 
To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith  ; 
T'  embrace  the  ■:  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

5  Then,  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 

Our  steady  souls  would  fear  no  more, 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 


280  HYMNS  XLV,  XL VI. 


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HYMN  45,  a  M. 

Goodness  of  Gcd  §£pn  in  his   Works. 

1  TI'AIL !  great  Creator,  wise  and  good ! 
J-l  To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 

Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And,  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult, 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night ; 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn, 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  lawn, 

With  countless  beauties  shine ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful  shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see ; 
Oh  !  may  our  hearts,  great  God !  be  led 
Through  all  thy  works  to  thee. 


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HYMN  46,  L.  M. 

JVisdcm  and  Knowledge  of  God. 

WAKE,  my  tongue  !  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him,  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing ; 
Praise  him,  who  is  all  praise  above,— 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 


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2  How  vast  his  knowledge — how  profound  ! 

A  depth,  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ; 
The  stars  he  numbers ;  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold  ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine, 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all-divine. 

4  But  in  redemption, — Oh  !  what  grace ! 

Its  wonders, — Oh !  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright : — 
Praise  him,  my  soul!  with  sweet  delight. 


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HYMN  47,  C.  M. 

Sovereignty  and  Doninion  of  God. 

EEP  silence,  all  created  things! 
And  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  sine 

The  honors  ol  her  God. 


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2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  dei 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Xor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chained  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  his  book. 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
Fulfills  some  deep  design. 

5  ^ly  God!  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eye.-. — 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

6  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

Oh !  may  I  find  my  name. 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  48,  H.  M. 
Faithfulness  of  Gcd. 

1  rpHE  promises  I  sing. 

JL   "Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke  : 
They  stand  secure 

Ajid  steadfast  still : 

Not  Zion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 

2  The  mountains  melt  away. 

When  once  the  Judge  appears  ; 
And  sun  and  moon  decay. 
That-  measure  mortal  years  ; 


282  HYMNS  XLIX,  L. 

But  still  the  same, 

In  radiant  lines, 

The  promise  shines 
Through  all  the  flame. 
3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 

And  dissipate  the  spheres ; 
Mid  all  the  shock 

Of  that  dread  scene, 

I  stand  serene, — 
Thy  word,  my  rock. 


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HYMN  49,  C.  M. 

The  Glories  of  Redemption. 

1  T?ATHER  !  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 
f-    How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 

Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  si gns,- 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill; 
And,  on  the  wings  of  every  hour, 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

3  But,  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms, — 

4  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess, — 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice,  or  the  grace. 

5  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

6  Oh !  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

HYMN  50,  S.  M. 

The  God  of  Mercy  end  Justice. 


THE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
His  Godhead  from  his  throne  : 


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"Mercy  and  justice  are  the  names, 
By  which  l  will  be  known. 

2  "  Ye  dying  souls,  that  sit 

In  darkness  and  disi 

L«>.»k  from  the  •  •:"  the  pit, 

To  my  recovering  gr 

3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  : 

Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own, — 
Our  righteousness  and  strength  are  found 
In  thee,  the  Lord,  alone. 

4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 

And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  ; 

God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 
And  take  the  saints  to  heaven. 

HYHN  51,  C.  M. 
JUmigkbg  Pvxcr  and  Majesty  of  God. 

1  THE  Lord,  our  God.  is  full  of  might, 
A   The  winds  ohey  his  will ; 

He  -peaks. — and.  in  his  heavenly  height, 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Eebel.  ye  waves !  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine  ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 

Ye  shall  not.  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 

In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations  !  bend — in  reverence  bend 

Ye  monarchs  !  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  your  God. 

HYMN  52,  C.  M. 

God,  holy,  just,  and  sovereign* 

1   ITOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 
J-A  Be  pure  before  their  God  ? 


284  HYMN  LIIL 

If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
What  vain  presumers  dare, 
Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war  ? 

8  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
From  their  old  seats  are  torn ; 
He  shakes  the  earth,  from  south  to  north, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

•4  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise — 
Th'  obedient  sun  forbears  ; 
His  hand  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

5  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea, 
Flies  on  the  stormy  wind : 
There 's  none  can  trace  his  wondrous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find. 


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1 


HYMN  53,  C,  M. 

The  divine  Purpose  and  Providence, 

H  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
yJ  His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep,  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints !  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


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god.  389 

G  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  hia  work  in  vain; 

iter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  54,  C.  M. 
■   G 

1  pOME,  ye  that  know*  and  fear  the  Lord ! 
v    And  raise  your  soul  ab       ; 
Lei  ■      •;•"  heart  and 

that — God 

2  This  -  troth  Lis  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  proi 
While  Christ,  tlr  atoning  Lamb,  appears, 
To  show  that — God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  loving-kindness  waits, 
who  from  him  r 

I  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them — God  is  I 

4  The  work  1-  ■_ 
By  power  from  heaven  ah        : 

And  ever  m  first  to  last, 

Proclaims  that — God  is  I 

0  Oh!  may  we  all.  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  W 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that — God  is  love. 

HYMN  55,  C.  M. 

*J  tJ  The  Sovereignty  of  God. 

1  THY  way.  0  God !  is  in  the  sea  ; 
J-   Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 

comprehend  the  mysl 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here,  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 

My  captive  sonl  surround  : 
Mysteri*  nee 

confound. 

3  As.  through  a  glass,  I  dimly 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
11  >w  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  i 


286  HYMNS  LYI,  LYII. 

4  Though  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  whole  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

5  In  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


56 


57 


HYMN  5Q,  7s. 

Universal  Praise  to  God. 

1  0  OXGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
^  Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, — 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away,— 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth,— 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  morning  come? 
No  ! — the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise, 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amid  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

HYMN  57,  C.  M. 

A  faith  fid  Gud. 

1  "DEGIX,  my  tongue !  some  heavenly  theme, 
-D  And  speak  some  boundless  thing, — 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 


GOD.  iST 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 

And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim — M  Salvation  from  the  Lord, 

For  wretched,  dying  men:*' 
His  hand  has  writ  the  saered  word. 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engraved  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines. 
Xor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  raze 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

5  His  word  of  grace  is  sure  and  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies : 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

6  Oh !  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper. — "  Thou  art  mine :" 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song, 
To  notes  almost  divine. 


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HYMN  58,  7s. 
Thanksgiving. 

ELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  : 
Saints  and  angels!  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  : 
Guarded  by  his  watchful  eye. 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey. 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod. 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings: 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song. 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

imnj  59,  c.  m. 

Endless  Praise. 

1  VES— I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God  ! 
A    Through  all  mv  mortal  (lavs, 


60 


61 


I  HYMNS  LX,  LXI. 

And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song, 

Though  death  will  close  my  e^ 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  There  shall  my  lips,  in  endless  praise, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay : 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

HYMN  60,  Ik  M. 

God  acknowledged  in  national  Blessings. 

1  C\  RE  AT  God  of  nations!  now  to  thee 
VJ  Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  : 
With  humble  heart,  and  bending  knee, 

We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God! 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown, 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod. — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here,  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; — 
Here,  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 

In  safety,  through  their  dangerous  way. 
<i  We  praise  thee,  that  the  gospel's  light, 

Through  all  our  land,  its  radiance  sheds ; 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

5  Great  God !  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be ; 
Oh !   spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here,- 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

HYMN  61,  L.  P.  M. 

National  Praise  and  Prayer. 

1  1VITH  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
m     To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 
His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim : 


i 


CHRIST.  289 

Through  every  age.  Oh!   may  we  own. 
Jehovah  here  has  tixed  his  throne, — 
And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

2  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  men  behold  the  circling  sun. 

Lord!  in  our  land,  support  thy  reign  ; 
Crown  her  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  truth  and  peace  her  borders  bless, 

And  all  thy  sacred  rights  maintain. 


CHRIST. 


62 


HYMN  62,  C.  M. 
Christ's  Nativity. 

1  lfORTALS !  awake  ;  with  angels  join, 
JM-  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  th1  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Swift,  through  the  vast  expanse,  it  flew. 

And  loud  the  echo  rolled ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'T  was  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  tiew.  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  dory  leads  the  song ; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th1  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

6  "With  joy  the  chorus  we  repeat — 

"  Glory  to  God  on  high  I" 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete ; 
Jesus  is  born  to  die. 


25 


290  HYMNS  LXIII,  LX1V. 


63 


HYMN  63,  8s  and  7s. 

Christ,  the  Saviour,  bom. 


64 


1  TTAi-L,  thou  long  expected  Jesus! 
-U-  Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints,  thou  art ; 
Long-desired  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver, — 

Born  a  child,  yet  God  our  King, — 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, — 
Xow  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

HYMN  64,  C.  M. 

The  Redeemer's  .Message. 

1  TTARK  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes,— 
J-l  The  Saviour,  promised  long; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom,  and  might,  and  zeal,  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes, — the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes, — the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T7  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas.  Prince  of  peace! 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
Witli  thv  beloved  name. 


65 


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CHRIST.  291 


HYMN  65,  S.  M. 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  "DEITOLD  the  grace  appear — 
-D  The  blessing  promised  long] 
Angela  announce  the  Saviour  near, 

In  their  triumphant  9ong: — 

2  u  Glory  to  God  on  high. 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
■d-will  to  men — to  angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth." 

3  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues ; 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs: — 

4  u  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
Good-will  to  men — to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth." 

HYMN  66,  7s. 
Songs  of  the  .i?igels. 

1  TTABK  !  the  herald-angels  sing, — 
11  "  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  : 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild. — 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations  !  rise. 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  : 
With  th'  angelic  host,  proclaim.- 
u  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

3  Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die : 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  : 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Hail !  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace! 
Hail !  the  Sun  of  righteousness  ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings. 

5  Let  us  then  with  angels  sing,— 
w*  Glory  to  the  new-born  King- 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, — 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 


392  HYMNS  LXYI1.  I.XYI1I. 

67 


HYMN  67,  H.  M. 

Joy  at  Immanuel's  Birth. 


68 


1  IT  ARK!  hark! — the  notes  of  joy 
-tl  Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  phpn^ 
And  seraphs  tind  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains; 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known ; 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark !  hark  ! — the  sounds  draw  nigh, 

The  joyful  hosts  descend  ; 
Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend  ; 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  graoe. 

3  Bear — bear  the  tidings  round  ; 

Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 

What  pity  he  can  show ; 
Ye  winds  that  blow !  ye  waves  that  roll 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike — strike  the  harps  again, 

To  great  Immanuel's  name : 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men  ! 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim; 
Angels  and  men  !   wake  every  string, 
T  is  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 

HYMN  68,  8s  and  7s. 

The  Songs  of  .tf/'; 

HARK!  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  tlr  angelic  host  rejoices  — 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy; — 
44  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory — 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

**  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 
Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 

Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven; — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 


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CHRIST.  293 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Heaven  and  earth  !  his  praises  sing. 
Oh!  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  prophet,  priest,  and  king. 

5  "Hasten,  mortals!  to  adore  him; 

Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy  ; 
Till  in  heaven,  ye  sing  before  him, — 
Glory  be  to  God  must  high  1" 

HYMN  69,  H.  M, 

The  Birth  of  Christ, 

1  TJARK  !  what  celestial  notes, 
-tl  What  melody  we  hear  ! 
Soft  on  the  morn  it  floats, 

And  tills  the  ravished  ear : 
The  tuneful  shell, 

The  golden  lyre, 

And  vocal  choir 
The  concert  swell. 

2  Tlr  angelic  hosts  descend, 

With  harmony  divine ; 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 

And  in  full  chorus  join  ! 
w*  Fear  not."  say  they, 

"  Great  joy  we  bring ; — 

Jesus,  your  King, 
Is  born  to-day. 

3  M  He  comes,  from  error's  night, 

Your  wandering  feet  to  save  : 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light, 

He  lifts  you  from  the  grave  : 
This  glorious  morn, 

Let  all  attend  ; 

Your  matchless  friend. 
Your  Saviour's  born. 

4  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals !  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound : 
For  peace  on  earth. 

From  God  in  heaven, 

To  man  is  given. 
At  Jesus1  birth." 

25* 


294  HYMNS  J.XX,  I.XXI. 

70 


HYMN  70,  8s  and  7s. 

77/e   Incarnation. 


71 


1  C  IIEPIIEPwDS  !  hail  the  wondrous  stranger  ; 
&  Now  to  Bethle'm  speed  your  way  ; 

Lo  !  in  yonder  humble  manger, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  born  to-day : 

2  Christ,  by  prophets  I  jng-predicted, 

Joy  of  Israel's  chosen  race  ; 
Light  to  Gentiles  long-afflicted, 
Lost  in  error's  darkest  maze. 

3  Bright  the  star  of  your  salvation, 

Pointing  to  his  rude  abode ! 
Rapturous  news  for  every  nation : 
Mortals  !  now  behold  your  God ! 

4  Glad,  we  trace  th'  amazing  story, 

Angels  leave  their  bliss  to  tell ; 
Theme  sublime,  replete  with  glory — 
Sinners  saved  from  death  and  hell. 

5  Love  eternal  moved  the  Saviour, 

Thus  to  lay  his  radiance  by ; 
Blessings  on  the  Lamb  for  ever — 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high ! 

HYMN  71,  7s. 

The  Star  in  the  East. 

1  COXS  of  men!  behold  from  far, 
O  Hail  the  long-expected  star; — 
Jacob's  star,  that  gilds  the  night, 
Guides  bewildered  nature  right. 

2  Never  fear,  that  hence  should  flow 
Wars  or  pestilence  below : 

Wars  it  bids,  and  tumults,  cease, 
Ushering  in  the  Prince  of  peace. 

3  Mild  it  shines  on  all  beneath, 
Piercing  through  the  shades  of  death, — 
Scattering  error's  wide-spread  night, 
Kindling  darkness  into  light. 

4  ^Nations  all,  far  off  and  near! 
Haste  to  see  your  God  appear ; 
Haste,  for  him  your  hearts  prepare, 
Meet  him  manifested  there. 


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73 


CHRIST.  295 

HYMN  72,  C.  M. 

Joy  of  Angel*  at  the  Saviow's  Birth. 

"\VII1LE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  bv 
m  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

'•Fear  not."  said  lie. — for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind. — 
u  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring. 

To  you  and  all  mankind. 

"  To  you.  in  David's  town,  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign  ; — 

*•  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  displayed. 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands. 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 

Thus  spake  the  seraph — and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God.  who  thus 

Addressed  their  joyful  song: — 

k*  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace : 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 

Begin,  and  never  cease  I" 

HYMN  73,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Good   Tidings  of  great  Joy. 

ANGELS !  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth ; 
Ye.  who  sang  creation's  story. 

Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 
Come  and  worship — 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

Shepherds,  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night  I 

God  with  man  is  now  residing. 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  light : 

Come  and  worship — 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 


296  HYMN  LXXIV. 

3  Sages  !  leave  your  contemplations — 
Brighter  visions  beam  afar ; 

Seek  the  great  desire  of  nations  ; 
Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star : 

Come  and  worship — 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

4  Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear ! 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 

In  his  temple  shall  appear : 
Come  and  worship — 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

5  Sinners,  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains ! 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 

Mercy  calls  you — break  your  chains : 
Come  and  worship — 

Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 


74 


HYMN  74,  lis  and  10s. 

Star  of  the  East. 

1  T)RIGIITEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  mon 
JL^         ing ! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  East! — the  horizon  adorning — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle,  the  dew-drops  are  shining; 

Low  lies  his  head,  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining — 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine  ? — 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  oceani 

Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  iu  lei 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold,  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, — 
Dearer  to  God,  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid : 
Star  of  the  east ! — the  horizon  adorning — 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


Id 


76 


IWA 

i  To 


CHRIST.  297 

HYMN  75.  C.  M. 

.  uiirnation. 

KE — awake  the  sacred  son™ 


1  every  tongue, 
Adore  th1  R  ord. 

2  That 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made, — 
Oh!  happy  morn — illustrious  hour  !  — 
Was  once  in  flesh  arrayed. 

'mighty  power  and  love, 
In  all  their  glorious  forms. 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  here  below. 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies. 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe. 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  angels  tuned  their  songs, 

hail  the  joyful  day  : 
With  rapture,  then,  let  human  tongues 

Their  grateful  homage  pay. 

HYMN  76,  C.  M. 
The  Song  of  Ang 

1  {  NGELS  rejoiced  and  sweetly  sung 
A  At  our  Redeemer's  birth  : 
Mortals  !  awake  :  let  every  tongue 

Proclaim  his  matchless  worth. 

2  Glory  to  God  who  dwells  on  high, 

And  sent  ids  only  Son 
To  take  a  servant's  form,  and  die. 
For  evils  we  had  done  ! 

3  Good-will  to  men  : — ye  fallen  race: 

Arise,  and  shout  for  joy  ; 
He  comes  with  rich,  abounding  grace 
To  save,  and  not  destroy. 

4  Lord  !  send  the  gracious  tidings  forth, 

And  fill  the  world  with  light. 
That  Jew  and  Gentile,  through  the  earth, 
May  know  thv  savins  might. 


298  HYMNS  LXXYII,  LXXVIII. 

5  Ye  poor !  who  tremble  at  the  word, 
Distressed,  and  helpless  too, — 
Oh  !  come  and  welcome  to  the  Lord, 
For  he  was  born  for  yon. 

HYMN  77,  L.  M. 

i   |  The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  YyilEX,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

» »    The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  Hx  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark!  hark! — to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, — 
The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  bio  wed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze. 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; — 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

o  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And,  through  the  storm,  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

0  Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 
I  '11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 


78 


HYMN  78,  C.  M. 

Christ's  Commission. 

COME,  happy  souls  !  approach  your  God, 
With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love, 

That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son, 

To  give  them  life  again. 


79 


CHRIST.  299 

3  Thy  bauds,  dear  Jesus  !  were  not  armed 

With  a  revenging  rod  : 

No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild. 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ,  on  the  kind  errand,  came. 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  Here,  sinners  !  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry  ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 

And  you  shall  never  die. 
G  See,  dearest  Lord !  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  : 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 

And  give  the  Father  praise. 

HYMN  79,  C.  M. 

Christ's   Compassion  to  the    Weak. 

1  11/  1TH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

I '    Of  our  High-Priest  above  ; 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within. 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  : 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood ; 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

0  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  : 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  80,  C.  M. 

God  glorified  in  the  Gospel. 

1  THE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 
-L   Invites  his  children  near  ; 


300  HYMNS  LXXXL  LXXXII. 

While  power,  and  trutn,  and  boundless  love^ 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  thy  gospel's  wondrous  frame, 
Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 
A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

8  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines. — 
Thy  wonders  here  Ave  trace ; 
Wisdom  through  all  the  mystery  shines, — 
And  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God : 
And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 
Its  honors  in  his  blood. 

u  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 
Our  warmer  thoughts  employ-. 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 
And  more  exalts  our  joys. 


81 


HYMN  81,  L.  M. 

Peace  and  Hope  through  Christ's  Intercession. 

1  TJE  lives — the  great  Redeemer  lives! 

J-l  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
And  now,  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears. 

And  justice,  armed  with  frowns,  appears; 
But,  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face. 
Sweet  mercy  smiles — and  all  is  peace. 

8  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour. 

When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

4  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 
On  thee  our  humble  hopes  depend : 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail. 
For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 


82 


II 


HYMN  82.  C.  M. 
Praise  to  the  Saviour, 

H !  for  a  thousand  tongue.-:  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  I 


83 


84 


CHRIST.  301 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  graci  r  and  my  God! 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
-  >read,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 

The  honors  of  thy  ns 

3  Jesus — the  name  that  calms  my  fears, 

That  bids  my  sorrows  ceas 
T  is  music  to  my  ravished  ears ; 
T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the  prisoner  five  : 
His  Mood  can  make  the  foulest  clean; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

u  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know, 
Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven  ; 
Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  own,  that  love  is  heaven. 

HYMN  83,  L.  M. 

Hosannas  to  Christ. 

1  1VHAT  are  those  soul-reviving  strains, 

1 1     That  echo  thus  from  Salem's  plains  i 
TThat  anthems  loud,  and  louder  still, 
Sweetly  resound  from  Zion's  hill  i 

2  Lo !  "t  is  an  infant  chorus  sings 
Hosanna  to  the  King  of  kin^rs  : 

The  Saviour  comes,  and  babes  proclaim 
Salvation,  sent  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Xor  these  alone  their  voice  shall  raise, 
For  we  will  join  this  song  of  praise  : 
Still  Israel's  children  forward  press, 
To  hail  the  Lord  their  righteousness. 

4  Proclaim  hosannas  loud  and  clear  ; 
See  David's  Son  and  Lord  appear ! 
Gl<:>ry  and  praise  on  earth  be  given, — 
Hosanna  in  the  highest  heaven. 

HYMN  84,  C.  M. 

Jesus,  my   Trust. 

1    TESrS!  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
J    'T  is  music  to  mine  ear ; 

26 


302  1IYMX  LXXXV. 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes, — thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  joy,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
Jewels,  to  thee,  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  most  richly  meet ; 
Xot  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Xor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there ; — 
The  healing  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I  '11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms,- 
The  antidote  of  death. 


85 


HYMN  85,  C.  M. 

God  reconciled  in  Christ, 

1  TYEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
J-J  My  Jesus  and  my  God  ! 

Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 

2  'T  is  by  the  merits  of  thy  death, 

The  Father  smiles  again ; 
?T  is  by  thine  interceding  breath, 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

2  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 
My  thoughts  no  comfort  find ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But,  if  Immanuers  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast  *, — 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  mv  trust. 


86 


87 


0HRI8T.  303 

HYMN  86,  C.  P.  M. 

ccllcncy  of  < 

1  AH!  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, — 

\J  Oh  !   could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

"Which  in  my  Saviour  shine  : 
I  *d  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings. 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I  VI  sing  the  characters  he  hears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  ail  his  glories  known. 

3  Soon  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
"When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  race : 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
A  blest  eternity  1 11  spend — 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

HYMN  87,  C.  M. 
sty  the  living  Fountain, 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
A  Drawn  from  Immanoel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood. 

Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day : 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply. 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be,  till  I  die. 

5  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


304  HYMNS  LXXXVIII— XC. 


88 


89 


HYMN  88,  C.  M. 

Suii.of  Righteousness. 

1  T)ISE,  glorious  Sun!  supremely  bright, 
-ft  Diffuse  thy  rays  abroad ; 

Scatter  the  shades  of  gloomy  night, 
And  show  the  heavenly  road. 

2  With  healing  in  thy  wings,  arise 

On  this  dark  soul  of  mine  ; 
Oh !  pour  thy  glories  from  the  skies, 
And  give  me  life  divine. 

3  Though  thorns  and  briers,  pits  and  snares, 

Beset  the  path  I  go, 
One  ray  of  thine  dispels  my  fears, 
And  guides  me  safely  through. 

HYMN  89,  S.  M. 

Christ,  suffering  for  our  Sins. 

1  T  IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 

-L'  And  broke  the  fold  of  God, — 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head, 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

5  "  I  '11  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  A  portion  with  the  strong  ; 
He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
And  hold  his  honors  Ions?." 


90 


1  TTOW 
lllY. 


HYMN  90,  L.  M. 

The  Teaching  of  Jesus. 

sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
om  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 


91 


92 


CHRIST.  305 

While  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  tilled  the  place! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  ofheaven  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  cl<»\  >iny  night  lie  broke, 

Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

<3  Come,  wanderers  !  to  my  Father's  home, 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones!  and  rest: — 
Yes,  -acred  teacher!  we  will  come, 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blc 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ! 
Pillars  of  earthly  pride  !  decay, 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

HYMN  91,  S.  M. 

Preserving  Grace. 

1  TO  God,  the  only-wise, 

A   Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints,  below  the  skies, 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wisdom,  with  power,  belongs  ; 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

HYMN  92,  L.  M. 

Love  of  Christ. 

1  T  WAS  a  traitor  doomed  to  die, 
J-  Bound  to  endure  eternal  pains; 

26- 


306  HYMNS  XOIII,  XCIV. 

When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Was  moved  by  love,  and  broke  my  chains. 

2  Did  melting  pity  stoop  so  low, 

The  Lord  of  heaven  pour  out  his  blood, 
To  save  our  rebel-race  from  woe, 
And  be  our  advocate  with  God  ? 

3  Infinite  mercy !  boundless  love  ! 

Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies ! 
The  Son  of  God,  his  grace  to  prove, 
Hangs  on  a  tree,  and  groans,  and  dies ! 


93 


94 


HYMN  93,  S.  M. 

The  Light  of  the   World. 

1  IIOW  heavy  is  the  night 

•H  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
Over  our  souls  arise ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord !  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  94,    7s. 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 

CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies,— 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness  !  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night : 
Day-spring  from  on  high !  be  near ; 
Day-star !  in  my  heart  appear. 


95 


96 


CimiST.  307 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 
If  thy  fight  is  hid  from  me  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return. 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see, — 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, — 
F  iace  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

8  A  isit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine, 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 

Fill  me,  Radiancy  divine  ! 
Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 

More  and  more  thyself  display, 

Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

HYMN  95,  C.  K. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  pLUXGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
1    We  wretched  sinners  lay. 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and — Oh  !  amazing  love ! — 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels!  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But.  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN  96,  C.  M. 

Pearl  of  great  Price. 

VE  glittering  toys  of  earth  !  adieu  ; 
J-    A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view.  — 
A  treasure  all  divine. 


30S  HYMNS  XCYII,  XCYIII. 

2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  flattering  baits  of  sense ! 

Inestimable  worth  appears, — 

The  pearl  of  price  immense. 

3  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 

Their  boasted  stores  resign, 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

4:  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 
Of  this  dear  gift  possessed, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  blessed. 

5  Dear  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires ! 
Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  praise  that  grace  inspires, 
Since  I  can  call  thee  mine. 


97 


98 


HYMN  97,  C.  M. 

Christ,  our  Support  in  Death. 

1  TESUS  !  the  vision  of  thy  face 
u  Hath  overpowering  charms  : 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 

While  in  the  Saviour's  arms. 

2  And,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break, 

How  sweet  the  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  soul. 

HYMN  98,  L..M. 

Christy  our   Wisdom  and  our  Righteousness. 

1  "DUPwIED  in  shadows  of  the  night, 

-D  We  lie,  till  Christ  restores  the  light ; 
Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drowned  in  tears, 
Till  his  atoning  blood  appears  ; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
And  sing  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 

8  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains; 
He  sets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 


99 


CHRIST.  309 

4  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness  : 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All : — and  we 
Give  our  whole  selves,  0  Lord!  to  thee. 

HYMN  99,  S.  M. 
All   Things  in  Christ. 

1  THOU  very-present  Aid  ! 
A  In  suffering  and  distress, 

The  mind.  Which  still  on  thee  is  stayed, 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 

2  The  soul,  by  faith  reclined 

On  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone, 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears  ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross. 

It  sweetly  comforts  me  ; 
It  makes  me  now  forget  my  loss, 
And  lose  myself  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  flv. 

Will  all  my  wishes  fill ; 
"What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

G  Stripped  of  my  earthly  friends, 
I  find  them,  all  in  one, — 
And  peace,  and  joy  which  never  ends, 
And  heaven,  in  Christ,  begun. 


100 


HYMN  100,  L.  M. 

The  .Mercy  of  God  m   Christ. 

1  "VTOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 

-Li   Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear  ; 
Xo  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
Xo  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son,  to  bear  our  load 
Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 


310  HYMNS  01,  CII. 

3  Sinners  !  believe  the  Saviours  word, 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name  and  live ; 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 


101 


HYMN  101,  L.  M. 

Love  of  Christ  in  the  Heart, 

1  /^OME,  dearest  Lord!  descend  and  dwelL, 
Vj  By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel", 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength ; 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  lengtl 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Xow  to  the  God,  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ,  the  Son. 


102 


HYMN  102,  S.  M. 

Vital   Union  to  Cfirist. 

1  T\EAK  Saviour !  we  are  thine 
*J  By  everlasting  bonds  ; 

Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign  ; 
Our  hearts  are  in  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave, 

With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh !  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  hegd  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thine  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  and  fear  ? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 
He  '11  fix  his  members  there. 


103 


CI  MUST.  BH 


HYMN  103,  C.  M. 

God's  I.ove  in  Christ. 


1  TIIK  Saviour  ! — Oh!  what  endless  charms 
A  Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 

Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  iiow. 

For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  Oh  !  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour!  let  me  call  thee  mine; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  all ! 


104 


HYMN  104,  H.  M. 

-Mission  of  Christ. 


1  pOME,  every  pious  heart. 

V>'  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name  ! 
Your  noblest  powers  exert, 

To  celebrate  his  fame: 
Teh  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  Lim  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown. 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love,  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died : 
What  he  endured,  no  tongue  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose. — 

The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  ; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  conqueror  rode. 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

4  From  thence  he  Tl  quickly  come, — 

His  chariot  will  not  stay, — 


312  HYMNS  OV,  CVI. 

And  bear  our  spirits  home 

To  realms  of  endless  day : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 


105 


HYMN  105,  C.  M. 

King  of  Saints. 

1  p(XME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
yj  And  joy  to  make  it  known  ! 

The  sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  the  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all-divine ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays ; 
Ye  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face  ! 
Can  ye  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord !  teach  our  songs  to  rise ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 


106 


HYMN  106,  C.  M. 

A  new  8on(r  to  the  Lamb. 


1  "DEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
-D  Amidst  his  Father's  throne  ! 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 

And  songs,  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet. 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 


CHRIST.  313 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever,  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  tree, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 


107 


HYMN  107,  C.  M. 

Ashing  the  Presence  of  Christ. 

1  rtOME,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints! 
V  Our  humble  strains  attend. 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  Come,  Lord !  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  till  thy  dwellings  here, 

Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 

A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, — 

Come,  great  Redeemer  !   come. 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thv  children  home. 


108 


HYMN  108,  L.  M. 

Divinity  of  Christ  proved  by  his  .Miracles. 

1  DEHOLD  !  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ; 
-1}  Behold !  the  dead  awake  and  live  : 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name. 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  ol:  the  Son : 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
AThile  he  hans:s  bleeding  on  the  cross. 


314  HYMNS  CIX,  CX. 

3  lie  dies — the  heavens  in  mourning  stocd  ! — 
He  rises  and  appears  a  God ; 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high. — 
So  more  to  bleed — no  more  to  die  ! 

4  Hence,  and  for  ever,  from  my  heart 
I  bid  ray  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

i  aq  HYMN  109,  L  M. 

XxJkJ  Christ,  our  Righteousness. 

1  TESUS  !  thy  robe  of  righteousness 
u   My  beauty  is, — my  glorious  dress  : 
Mid  naming  worlds,  in  this  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When,  from  the  dust  of  death,  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, — 
"  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

3  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years ; 
Xo  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue  ; — 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

4  Oh!  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice; 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice ; 
Their  beauty  this — their  glorious  dress — 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 


110 


HYMN  110,  L.  M. 

The  Example  of  Clirist. 

1  11*  Y  dear  Redeemer  and  ray  Lord! 
llL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal. 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  wTould  transcribe  and  make  them  mico 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thv  conflict,  and  thv  vict'rv  too. 


CHRIST.  ! 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ; — make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  judge,  shall  own  iiy  name, 
Among  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamt. 


Ill 


HYMN  111.  6s  and  4s. 
Worthy  the  IjOmb. 

1  pLORYtoGod  on  high! 

VJ  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 
"  Praise  ye  his  name!" 

His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore ; 
And  sing  for  evermore — 
u-  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

2  Ye.  who  surround  the  throne! 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name : 
Ye,  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  your  peace  with  God  ! 
S   'aid  his  dear  name  abroad,  =■ 

-  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

3  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race  ! 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  : 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 

Praising  his  name  : 
To  him  our  songs  we  "11  bring, 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing — 

u Worthy  the  Lamb!" 


112 


HYMN  112,  C.  M. 

Praise  from  Saints  and  Angels. 

1  pOME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
V  With  angels  round  the  throne; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died."  they  cry, 

"To  be  exalted  thus  '" 


316  HYMNS  CXIII,  0X1 V. 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us  I" 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord !  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


113 


HYMN  113,  L.  M. 

Blessing  and  Honor  to  the  Lamb. 


1  TVTHAT  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

M    To  thee,  O  Lord,  our  God,  the  Lamb ! 
When  all  the  notes,  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  who  once  was  slain, — 

The  Prince  of  peace,  who  groaned  and  died,- 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn ; 
While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

4  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men  ! 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say, — Amen. 


114 


HYMN  114,  C.  M. 

Love  to  Christ  desired. 


1  THOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 
A   Whom  I  unseen  adore  ! 

Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines  ; 

But,  in  thy  sacred  word, 


CHRIST.  311 

I  read  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  T  La  here,  whene'er  my  '•-  »:n:<  >rr-  dr 
And  sin  and  Borrow 
Thy  love,  with  cheering  beams  of  Lope, 

My  fainting  heart  supplies. 

•4  But  all !  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 
Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain  ; 
My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  ray  life,  my  light ! 

Oh  !  come  with  blissful  ray  : 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  : 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 


115 


HYMN  115,  L.  M. 

Christy  our  High-Priest  and  King. 


1  XTOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
i-i    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 

And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  T  was  he  that  cleansed  our  foulest  sins, 

And  washed  us  in  his  richest  blood ; 
"T  is  he  that  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

o  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  priest. 
To  Jesus,  our  superior  king, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed. 
And  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold  !  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move  : 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  cnu  e, 
Then  he  displays  his  pard'ning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail. 

While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  : 
Come.  Lord  !  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thv  chariot  long  delay. 


318  HYMNS  CXYJ,  CXYU. 


-j  -|  n  HYMN  116,  8s  and  7s,  Peculiar. 

JL  J.  U  Christ,  the  Lamb,  enthroned  and  worshiped. 

1  IT  ARK ! — ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
J-1  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above, 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices ; — 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See  !  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  Jesus !  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life !  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  : 
"When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord  !  we  own  it  love  divine. 

3  King  of  glory !  reign  for  ever — 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown ; 
Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own;  — 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

4  Saviour  !  hasten  thine  appearing ; 

Bring — Oh  !  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  ;— 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we  '11  sing, — 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 


117 


HYMN  117,  8s  and  7s. 

Praise  to  God,  the  Saviour. 

1  1CIGHTY  God !  while  angels  bless  thee, 
iU-  May  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  ? 

Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels  ! 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme  : 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation  ! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  just  and  lawful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature,— 

Grand,  beyond  a  seraph's  thought; — 
For  the  wonders  of  creation, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wr?'^ht 
For  thy  providence,  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 


CHRIST.  819 

Wings  an  angel,  guide-  a  sparrow  ; — 
Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 

3  For  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Bright,  though  veiled  in  darkness  long  ;— 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  ex: 

Who  can  -inir  that  wondrous  song  I 
Brightness  vi  the  Father's  glory ! 

Shall  thy  praise  nnnttered  lie  '• 
Break,  my  tongue  !  such  guilty  silence. 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die  : — 

4  From  the  highest  throne  of  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe. 
Came  to  ransom  guilty  captives  ! — 

Flow,  my  praise  !  for  ever  flow  : 
Re-ascend,  immortal  Saviour ! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  for  ever: — 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own ! 


118 


HYMN  118,  S.  M. 

.Moses  and   Christ. 


1  THE  law  by  Moses  came  : 

J-   But  peace  and  truth  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 

Their  different  works  were  done ; 
!Mx>ses  a  faithful  servant  stood. 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then,  to  his  new  commands, 

Be  strict  obedience  paid  : 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  sovereign  and  the  head. 

4  The  man.  who  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought, — 

Behold  !  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race. 
'Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
Ard  dare  resist  his  grace. 


320  H1MNS  CXIX,  CXX. 


119 


HYMN  119,  C.  M. 

Various  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  /CHRIST  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme ; 
VJ  The  mysteries  that  we  speak 

Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls,  enlightened  from  above, 

With  joy  receive  the  word; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Eestores  their  fainting  breath ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 


120 


HYMN  120,  8s  and  7s. 

The  Light  of  the   World. 


1  T  IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 
i^  Borders  on  the  shades  of  death ! 
Come,  and,  by  thy  love  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath  : 
The  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator, 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise, — 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  eye-sight  on  our  eyes. 

2  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing  ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart : 
Come,  and  manifest  thy  favor 

To  the  ransomed,  helpless  race  ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  God  and  Saviour ! 

Come,  and  bring  the  gospel  grace. 

3  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  mild,  pacific  Prince! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Every  burdened  soul  release ; 


121 


CHRIST. 

Every  weary,  wandering  spirit, 
Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

HYMN  121,  H.  M. 

Christy  our  King. 

1  TJEJOICE  !  the  Lord  is  King  !— 
-[^  Your  G«xl  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals!  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  the  heart. — lift  up  the  voice, — ■ 
Rej         afoud,  ye  Baints!  rejoice. 

2  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

lie  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given : 

Lift  up  the  heart, — lift  up  the  voice, — 
Pwejoice  aloud,  ye  saints!  rejoice, 

3  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, — 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy, 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy  : 
Lift  up  the  heart, — lift  up  the  voice, — 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints!  rejoice. 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope ; 

Jesus,  the  judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home  : 
We  soon  shall  hear  th*  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound, — Rejoice. 


122 


HYMN  122,  L.  M. 

God,  the  Son,  equal  with  the  Father. 

BRIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God! 
Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  seat : 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 

A  thousand  seraphs,  strong  and  bright, 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 
But  who,  among  the  s«.»n<  of  light, 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

Yet  one  there  is,  of  human  frame. — ■ 
Jesus,  arrayed  in  flesh  and  blood, — 


322  HYMNS  CXXIII,  CXXIV. 

Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

4  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams, 

Their  essence  is  for  ever  one. 
Though  they  are  known  by  different  names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

5  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ,  our  king, 

With  equal  honors  be  adored  ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  him — Lord. 


123 


HYMN  123,  12s. 

The  Voice  of  free  Grace. 

1  THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries — "  Escape  to  the 
A         mountain!" 

For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain ; 
For  sin  and  uncjeanness,  and  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely,  in  streams  of  salvation. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb !    he  hath  purchased  our 

pardon, 
We  '11  praise  him  again,  when  we  pass  over  Jordan, 

2  Ye   souls   that   are   wounded !    Oh !    flee   to  the 

Saviour ; 

He  calls  you  in  mercy, — 't  is  infinite  favor  ; 

Your  sins  are   increasing, — escape   to   the  moun- 
tain,—  [tain. 

His  blood  can  remove  them,  it  flows  from  the  foun- 

3  O  Jesus!  ride  onward,  triumphantly  glorious. 
O'er  sin,  death  and  hell,  thou  art  more  than  victo- 
rious ; 

Thy  name  is  the  theme  of  the  great  congregation, 
AVhile  angels  and  saints  raise  the  shout  of  salvation. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped  to  the  shore; 
With  harps  in  our  hands,  we  '11  praise  him  the  more ; 
We  '11  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank  of  the  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever  ! 


124 


HYMN  124,  C.  M. 

Christ  precious. 

1   TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
A-L  In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 


CHRIST.  3 '23 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast  . 
T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And,  to  the  weary. 

3  Jesus  ! — my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 

My  prophet,  priest,  and  king, 
}[y  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end. — 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  oi  my  heart. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But,  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  "11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

AYith  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

j  q  p-  HYMN  125.  L.  M. 

X/^fJ  Life  in   Christ. 


MY 


126 


HEX  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus !  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, — 
To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives. 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives ; 

Here  let  me  build,  and  rest  secure. 

Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell. 
For  ever  firm  the  promise  stands ; 

Xot  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

Here,  0  my  soul !  thy  trust  repose  ; 

If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine, 
Not  death  itself — that  last  of  foes — 

Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

HYMN  126,  L.  M. 

Communioji   jcith   Christ. 

OH!  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell, 
Delighted,  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
Behold  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat : — 


324  HYMNS  CXXYII,  CXXV1II. 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul, 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss  : 
Oh !  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole, 
One  moment,  to  compare  with  this  ? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize, — 

A  life  of  penitential  love ; 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 

And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above  : 

4  When  all  I  am,  I  clearly  see, 

And  freely  own,  with  deepest  shame; 
When  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  flame. 

5  Thus  would  I  live,  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake  ; 
Then  rise  to  God,  within  the  veil, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 


127 


HYMN  127,  L.  M. 

Christ,  the  supreme  God  and  King. 

1  A  ROUXD  the  Saviours  lofty  throne, 
-^  Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  sing 
They  worship  him  as  God  alone. 

And  crown  him — everlasting  King. 

2  Approach,  ye  saints  !  this  God  is  yours ; 

?T  is  Jesus,  fills  the  throne  above  : 

Ye  cannot  want,  while  God  endures ; 

Ye  cannot  fail,  while  God  is  love. 

3  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King ! 

To  thee  the  praise  of  heaven  belongs; 
Yet,  smile  on  us,  who  fain  would  bring 
The  tribute  of  our  humble  songs. 

4  Though  sin  defile  our  worship  here, 

We  hope  ere-long  thy  face  to  view ; 

And,  when  our  souls  in  heaven  appear, 

We  '11  praise  thy  name  as  angels  do. 


b  * 


128 


HYMN  128,  7s. 

Jesus,  the  Refuge. 

1    TESTIS,  lover  of  my  soul ! 
J   Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 


129 


CHRIST.  325 

Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour!  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
Oh !  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

Other  refuge  have  I  none,  — 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

{Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed  ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found,— 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within ; 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

HYMN  129,  L.  M. 

Christ,  the  only  Refuge. 

1  TVBOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart,  * 
A  My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend ! 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 

On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart. 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine ; 

AYhile  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 

One  smile— one  blissful  smile  of  thine, — 

My  dearest  Lord !  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie, — 

Here  safety  dwells  and  peace  divine  ; 

28 


32C       HYMNS  CXXX,  CXXXL 


Still  let  rae  live  beneatli  thine  eye, 
For  life — eternal  life — is  thine. 


130 


'B 


HYMN  130,  C.  M. 

Jesus,  seen  of  Angels. 

EYOXD  the  glittering,  starry  skies, 
Tar  as  th'  eternal  lulls, 
There,  in  the  boundless  worlds  of  light, 
Our  dear  Redeemer  dwells. 

2  Legions  of  angels,  round  his  throne, 

In  countless  armies  shine  ; 
And  swell  his  praise  with  golden  harps, 
Attuned  to  songs  divine. 

3  "Hail,  glorious  Prince  of  peace!''  they  cry, 

"  Whose  unexampled  love 
Moved  thee  to  quit  these  glorious  realms, 
And  royalties  above." 

4  Through  all  his  travels  here  below, 

They  did  his  steps  attend ; 
Oft  wondering  how,  or  where,  at  last, 
The  mystic  scene  would  end. 

5  They  saw  his  heart  transfixed  with  wounds, 

And  viewed  the  crimson  gore  ; 
TlTey  saw  him  break  the  bars  of  death, 
Which  none  e'er  broke  before. 

6  They  brought  his  chariot  from  above, 

To  bear  him  to  his  throne  ; 
Clapped  their  triumphant  wings,  and  cried, — 
"The  glorious  work  is  done!" 


131 


HYMN  131,  7s  and  6«. 

Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

1  TO  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour! 
-I-   My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor. 

Almighty  King  of  kings ! 
I  '11  celebrate  thy  glory, 

"With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn,  with  roses, 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 


CHRIST. 

And  when  the  sun  repot 

i  the  ocean's  bn 
My  voice,  in  supplication. 

Well-pleased  the  Lord  shall  hear 
Oli !  grant  me  thy  salvation. 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

S  By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

1 11  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  rted, 

Up  to  thy  bright  ah 
Then  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

And,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
Unceasingly  adore  thee : — 

What  could  an  angel  more  ? 


132 

1 


HYMN  132,  L.  M. 

Glonj  and  Grace  in   Christ. 

"VOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 

-O    Awake,  my  soul!  awake,  my  tongue! 

Hosanna  to  tlv  eternal  name. 

And  all  Lis  boundless  love  proclaim. 

e  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, — 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ! 

.  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace! — 't  is  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name: 

Ye  angels  !   dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens !  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

4  Oh  !  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  lace, 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 


133 


HYMN  133,  L.  M. 

The  Presence  of  the  Saviour. 

1  T  ORD  !  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace 

-L^  Shines  through  the  beau;  race, 

And  lights  our  passions  to  a  flame! 
Lord!  how  we  love  thy  charming  name! 

2  When  T  can  say, — my  God  is  mine, — 
When  [  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, 


328  HYMSTS  CXXXIV,  cxxxv. 

I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  earth  calls  good  or  great 

3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 
Our  raptured  eyes  and  souls  employs, 
Here  we  could  sit,  and  gaze  away 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day, 

4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 
To  the  fair  coasts  of  perfect  light ; 
Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  object  of  our  love. 

5  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land, 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love — a  glimpse  of  thee. 

-j  o/l  HYMN  134,  C.  M. 

JL  O  Jt1  Christ,  cur  Example. 

1  T)EHOLD  !  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
-D  Appears  each  grace  divine  : 

The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  Mid  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

He,  meek  and  patient,  stood ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life, 
Who  labored  for  their  good. 

4  When,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, — 
u Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done!" 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern,  and  our  guide, 

His  image  may  we  bear ; 
Oh  !  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, — 
His  joy  and  glory  share. 


135 

i 


HYMN  135,  C.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

OH  !  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys. 
The  glories  of  the  place, 


CHRIST.  329 

Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  overflowing  gr 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 

smiling  on  his  brow  ; 

And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above, 
At  humble  distance,  bow. 

3  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  pri 

Through  every  heavenly  street ; 
And  lay  their  heavenly  honors  down, 
Submissive,  at  his  feet. 

4  This  is  the  man,  tlr  exalted  man, 

Whom  we,  unseen,  adore  ; 
But,  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 

5  Lord !  how  our  souls  are  all  on  fire, 

To  see  thy  blest  abode  ; 
Our  tongues  rejoice,  in  tunes  of  praise 
To  our  incarnate  God. 


136 


HYMN  136,  H.  M. 

Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

1  TOIX  all  the  glorious  names 

u    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

That  angels  ever  bore  : — 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God! 

Our  tongues  would  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; — 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jeans,  our  great  High-Priest, 

Hath  shed  his  blood  and  died  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  needs 

Xo  sacrifice  beside  : 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne, 

4  0  thou  almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  our  King ! 

28* 


330         HYMNS  CXXXVIJ,  cxxxvm. 

Thy  scoptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace,  we  sing  ; 
Thine  is  the  power  ;  Oh  !  make  us  sit, 
In  willing  bonds,  beneath  thy  feet. 


137 


HYMN  137,  L.  M. 

Loving-Kindness. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  sonl!  in  joyful  lays, 

-ft  And  sing  thy  great  Eedeemer's  praise  ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me ; — 
His  loving-kindness — Oh  !  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; — 
His  loving-kindness, — Oh  !  how  great ! 

3  "When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood ; — 
His  loving-kindness, — Oh !  how  good ! 

4  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  shall  fail ; 
Oh !  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

5  Then  let  me  mount,  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day ; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 


138 


HYMN  138,  S.  M. 

Christ,  our  Sacrifice. 


1  "VTOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
-1^1   On  Jewish  altars  slain, 

Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ;  — 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While,  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 


139 


CHRIST.  331 

My  boh]  loo]  to  Ben 

The  burdens  thou  didst  be  a:*. 
When  banging  on  th"  accursed  tree, — 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

Believ:  joice 

To  Bee  the  curse  remove : 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  139,  8s. 
5     |  I     /  II: :ven. 

1  V"E  angels  !  who  stand  round  the  throne, 
A    And  view  my  Immannel's  face, — 

In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 

Tune — tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise  : 

lie  formed  you  the  spirits  you  are. 
So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good : 

When  others  sunk  down  in  despair. 
Confirmed  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints !  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, — 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercies  repeat : 
lie  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair ; 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save. — 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh !  when  will  the  moment  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I  'm  weary  of  lingering  here. 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong : 
I  'm  fettered,  and  chained  here  in  clay,— 

I  struggle  aud  pant  to  be  free  ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away. 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

4  I  long  to  put  on  my  attire, — 

Washed  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  : 
I  long  to  be  one  of  your  choir. 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name  ; 
I  long — Oh  !  I  long  to  be  there. 

Where  sorrow  and  si'n  bid  adieu. 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 

To  wander,  and  worship  with  you. 


332  HYMNS  CXL— CXLIJ. 


140 


HYMN  140,  H.  M. 

The  JVame  of  Christ  a  sweet  Savor. 

PRAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wide  ! 
While  Jesus'  fragrant  name 

Is  breathed  on  every  side ; 
Balmy  and  rich  the  odors  rise, 
And  fill  the  earth,  and  reach  the  skies. 

2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls 

Its  influence  feel,  and  live  ; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive  : 
They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing-  - 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  conquering  King. 

3  But  they,  who  scorn  the  grace 

That  brings  salvation  nigh, 
And  turn  away  their  face, 

Must  faint,  and  fall,  and  die  : 
So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints  !   deplore, 
For  Oh !  they  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

-j    a  -j  HYMN  141,  L.  M. 

i  4r  X  '  Christ  present  with  his  People. 

'OW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord ! 
Dear  Saviour  !  on  thy  people  smile, 

And  come,  according  to  thy  word. 
From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee 
Ali !  Lord  !  behold  us  at  thy  feet : — 

Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven''  be. 
M  Chief  of  ten  thousand!"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face : 
Oh  !  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear. 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 

HYMN  142,  C.  M. 

Excellency  of  Christ. 

INFINITE  loveliness  is  thine. 
Thou  glorious  Prince  of  grace) 
Thine  uncreated  beauties  shine, 

With  never-fading  rays. 
Sinners,  from  earth's  remotest  er  d. 
Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 


:H 


142 


ciii:i>t.  333 

To  thee  their  prayers  and  jend, 

In 

3  IGlli     s  spirits  live 

On  thine  — tore; 

From  tl  -  receive, 

And  heaven  can  give  no  m 

a  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy, — 
They  rind  their  life  in  thee  ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ, 
Through  ail  eternity. 


143 


HYMN  143,  L.  M. 

shamed  of  < 

1  TESTIS !  and  shall  i:  ever  be — 

d  A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? — 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  ! — sooner  t 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star : 

He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

8  Ashamed  of  Jesus — that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
No  : — when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, — 
That  I  no  mor  his  name. 

4=  Ashamed  of  Jesus  : — yea,  I  may, 

When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away. — 
No  tear  to  wipe. — no  good  to  crave, — 
Xo  fears  to  quell, — no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then.  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 
And  Oh  !  may  this  my  glory  be, — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


144 


HYMtf  144,  S.  M. 

CI  riot's  .Mediation. 


1  "DAISE  your  triumphant  songs 
J^  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing — how  eternal  love 

Its  c!  uef  beloved  ch 


334  HYMN  CXLY. 

And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow, 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'T  was  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent,  with  pardons,  down 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners !  dry  your  tears  ; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

6  Lord !  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


145 


HYMN  145,  C.  3JL 

Chief  among  ten  thousand. 

1  MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
-M-  Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  overflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men ; 
Fairer  is  he,  than  all  the  fair 
"Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief ; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have  ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 


CHRIST.  335 


Since  from  thy  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 

Lord !  they  should  all  be  thine. 


146 


1  T 


HYMN  146,  C.  M. 

Love  of  Christ  celebrated. 

0  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 
Awake  the  sacred  song ! 
Oh  !  may  his  love — immortal  flame — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue ! 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 

What  mortal  tongue  display  \ 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch, 
In  wonder,  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord  !  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
IMiiy  every  heart  with  rapture  say, — 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  !" 

4  Oh  !  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 


147 

1 


HYMN  147,  6s  and  4s. 

Christ,  our  Confidence. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee. 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary  !— 
Saviour  divine  ! 
Xow  hear  me,  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away. 
Oh !  let  me,  from  this  day, 
Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh !  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, — 

A  living  lire. 

3  AVhile  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 


336  HYMNS  CXLVIII,  CXLIX. 

Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 
From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh  !  bear  me  safe  above, — 

A  ransomed  soul. 


148 


i 


149 


HYMN  148,  L.  M. 

Ckristfs  Sufferings  and  Glory. 

\TOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise 
-iN   To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son ! 
Awake,  my  voice  !  in  heavenly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing — how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above, — 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 

3  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty  captive  pris'ner  lay ; 
Th'  almighty  captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 

4  Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 

Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns ; 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains. 

HYMN  149,  7s. 

The  Rock  of  Ages. 

1  "DOCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 
±\)  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure  ; 

Save  me,  Lord !  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone. 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  : 


150 


CHRIST.  337 

In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring : 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 

When  mine  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Hock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

HYMN  150,  C.  M. 

Christ,  the   Way,  the   Truth,  and  the  Life. 

1  THOU  art  the  Way;— to  thee  alone 
J-   From  sin  and  death  we  rlee ; 
And  he,  who  would  the  Father  seek, 

Must  seek  him,  Lord  !  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth ; — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life ; — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those,  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 
Not  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ;— 

Grant  us  to  know  that  Way, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
Which  lead  to  endless  dav. 


151 


HYMN  151,  I.  M. 

Christ,  the  Physician  of  the  Soul. 


1  TiEEF  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made; 
JJ  Where  shall  the  sinner  tind  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid  ; 

The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  But  can  no  sovereign  halm  be  found? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 
To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

3  There  is  a  great  physician  near; 

Look  up,  my  fainting  soul !  and  live  ; 
See. — in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

W 


338  HYMNS  CLII,  CLIII. 

4  See, — in  the  Saviours  dying  blood. 

Life,  health,  and  bliss  abundant  now : 
*T  is  only  that  dear  sacred  flood, 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe. 


152 


HYMN  152,  7s. 

Christ,  our  Example  in  Suffering. 


1  p  0  to  dark  Gethseinane, 

VJ  Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power ! 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour ; 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment  hall, 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned ; 
Oh  !  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Oh !  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  : 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calv'ry's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There — adoring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  Time — 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
w  It  is  finished'' — hear  him  cry ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  : 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ! 

Who  hath  taken  him  away  ? — 
Christ  is  risen — he  meets  our  eyes ; 
Saviour  !  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


153 


HYMN  153,  L.  M. 

Gcthsemane, 

,rT  IS  midnight — and,  on  Olive's  brow, 
J-   The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone ; 
'Tis  midnight — in  the  garden  now 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

'T  is  midnight — and,  from  all  removed, 
Immanuel  wrestles  lone,  with  fears  ; 

E'en  the  disciple  that  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  blaster's  grief  and  tears. 


154 


CHRIST.  339 

'Tis  midnight — and,  for  others'  guilt, 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he,  who  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 

Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 
' I  is  midnight — and,  from  ether-plains, 

Is  home  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strain-, 

That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe 

HYMN  154,  Ss  and  6s, 

The  Garden  of  .igony. 

1  "DEYOKD  where  Cedron's  waters  flow,—- 
-L)  Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go^ 

id  Gethsemane ! 

His  countenance  is  all  divine. 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 

2  He  hows  beneath  the  sins  of  men, 
He  cries  to  God.  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  ahove — 
"  My  Father  !  can  this  cup  remove 

3  With  gentle  resignation  still. 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  : — 
"Behold  me  here,  thine  only  Son. 
And,  Father  !  let  thy  will  he  done.'' 
•A  The  Father  heard. — and  angels  there 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain  , — 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 
o  "When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep. 
And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep, 

To  sad  Gethsemane 
We  '11  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there : 
Then  hunihly  how,  like  him,  in  prayer. 


loo 


HYMN  155,  C.  M. 

Christ,  dying  on  the  Cross. 

1  "DEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 
-D  Xailed  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  hleed  and  die  for  me ! 


340  HYMNS  CLYI,  CLYII. 

2  Ilark!  how  he  groans,  while  nature  shakcd, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend ! 
The  temple's  veil  asunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  :T  is  done  !  the  precious  ransom  ?s  paid  ; 

"  Receive  my  soul!''  he  cries  : 
See — how  he  bows  his  sacred  head  ! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  he  Tl  break  death's  iron  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
0  Lamb  of  God !  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love,  like  thine  ? 

^    r~  /»  HYMN  156,  L,  M. 

J.  t)  0  Christ  on  the  Cross. 

1  'T  IS  finished  ! — so  the  Saviour  cried, 

j-   And  meekly  bowed  his  head,  and  died  ; 
'T  is  finished  !—  yes.  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2  'T  is  finished! — this,  his  dying  groan, 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone ; 
Millions  shall  be  redeemed  from  death, 
By  this  his  last  expiring  breath. 

3  'T  is  finished !  —Heaven  is  reconciled. 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoiled: 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

4  T  is  finished ! — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  : 

'T  is  finished ! — let  the  echo  fly,  [sky. 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and 


157 


HYMN  157,  L.  M. 

Christ,  dying,  rising,  and  reigning. 

1  TJE  dies ! — the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
j-1  Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 
But, — lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 


OHBIST.  341 

3  The  rising  the  tomb  ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  lie  fli 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
1  shout  him — welcome  to  the  si 

4  Break  off  your  tear-,  ye  saints!  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 

g,— how  lie  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 

ad  led  the  tyrant,  death,  in  chains. 

5  Say. — *•  Live  for  ever  glorious  King! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save !" 
Then  ask. — "  0  death  !  where  is  thy  sting? 
And  where  thy  vict'rv,  boasting  Lrrave  V' 


158 


HYMN  158,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  expiring  Saviour. 

1  TTARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

-fl  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
! — it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth — and  veils  the  sky  : 
"It  is  finished:'  — 

Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished!" — Oh  !  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure. 

Flow  to  us  through  Christ,  the  Lord : 
••It  is  finished:*—" 

Saints  !  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ! 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme : 
All  in  earth  and  heaven,  uniting. 

Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name : 
Hallelujah!— 

Glorv  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 


159 


HYMN  159,  I.  M. 

Salvation  by  the  Cross. 

1  TTEHE  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God ! 
-H  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love. — 
Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus  ! — nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie ; 

29* 


342  HYMNS  CLX,  CLXI. 

Resolved, — for  that 's  my  last  defence, — 
If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 

8  But  speak,  my  Lord !  and  calm  my  fear ; 
Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

4  Yes,  I  'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim  ; 
Hosanna  to  my  Saviour  God, 

And  my  best  honors  to  his  name ! 


160 


HYMN  160,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Passion. 


1  THE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place, 

-1-   Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face  ! 
Nor  form,  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Brought  forth  to  judgment,  now  he  stands 

Arraigned,  condemned,  at  Pilate's  bar ; 

Here,  spurned  by  fierce  praetorian  bands ; — 

There,  mocked  by  Herod's  men  of  war. 

3  He  bears  their  buffeting  and  scorn, 

Mock  homage  of  the  lip,  the  knee, — 
The  purple  robe,  the  crown  of  thorn, — 
The  scourge,  the  nail,  th'  accursed  tree. 

4  Xo  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found, 

He  neither  threatens  nor  complains  ; 
Meek,  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, — 
Dumb,  mid  his  murderers  he  remains*. 

5  But  hark !  he  prays ; — 't  is  for  his  foes  ; 

He  speaks  ; — 't  is  comfort  to  his  friends ; 
Answers, — and  paradise  bestows  ; 

He  bows  his  head  ; — the  conflict  ends. 

6  Truly  this  was  the  Son  of  God — 

Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise : 
And,  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod, 
Not  for  himself, — for  man  he  dies. 


161 


HYMN  161,  L.  M. 

A  dying-  Saviour. 

1  CTRETCHED  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies! 
^5  Hark !  his  expiring  groans  arise  : 


CHRIST.  343 

See — from  his  hands,  his  feet,  Lis  side, 
Fast  flows  the  sacred  crimson  tide  ! 

2  But  life  attends  the  deatLful  sound, 
And  flows  from  every  bleeding  wound: 
The  vital  stream, — how  free  it  flows, 
To  save  and  cleanse  Lis  rebel-foes ! 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
"Where  mingling  grief  and  wonder  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  unmoved  remain, 
Insensible  to  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord  !  thy  grace  impart 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart ; 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move, 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 


162 


HY1VLN  162,  L.  M. 

Love  inscribed  on  the  Cross. 


1  TXTE  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died — 

H    Of  him  who  died  upon  the  cross  : 
The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride, 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 

2  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see, 

In  shining  letters, — ;*  God  is  Love  :" 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree, 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  cross  ! — it  takes  our  guilt  away, 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up  ; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 

And  nerves  the  feeble  arm  for  fight ; 
It  takes  its  terrors  from  the  grave, 
And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light. 

5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe. 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love  ; 
'Tis  all  that  sinners  want  below, 
'T  is  all  that  angels  know  above. 


163 


HYMN  163,  L.  M.,  Double. 

Contrition  on  the  Cross. 


FAST  flow,  my  tears  !  the  cause  is  great ; 
This  tribute  claims  an  injured  friend; — 


344  HYMN  CLXIV. 

One  whom  I  long  pursued  with  hate, 

While  he  would  love  me  to  the  end : 
When  justice  frowned  above  my  head, 
And  death  its  terrors  round  me  spread, 
He  interposed,  the  wounds  he  bore, 
And  bade  me  live  to  die  no  more. 

2  Fast  flow,  my  tears !  yet  faster  flow  ! 

Streams  copious  as  yon  purple  tide : 
Who  was  it  gave  the  deadly  blow  ? 

Who  urged  the  hand  that  pierced  his  side  ? 
My  soul !  thy  victim  here  behold, 
What  pangs,  what  agonies  untold, 
While  justice,  armed  with  power  divine, 
Fours  on  his  head  what 's  due  to  thine ! 

3  Fast  and  yet  faster  flow,  my  tears  ! 

Now  break  this  heart,  and  drown  these  eyes; — 
His  visage  marred  toward  heaven  he  rears, 

And,  pleading  for  his  murderers,  dies ! 
My  grief  no  measure  knows,  nor  end, 
Till  he  appears  the  sinner's  Friend, 
And  gives  me,  in  some  happy  hour, 
To  feel  the  risen  Saviour's  power. 


164 


HYMN  164,  L.  M. 

Christ  crucified,  the   Wisdom  and  Power  of  Qod. 


1  "YTATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 

-l-i     To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad ; 
And  every  labor  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But,  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  7t  is  fairest  drawn, 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  Oh  !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  Christ,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died: 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws, 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

4  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 


165 


CHRIST.  345 

HYMN  165,  L.  M. 

Crucijizion  to  the    World. 

1  li/HJKN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

1 1    On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
Hy  richest  gain  I  count  but  1 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Fc  rbid  it,  Lord !  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See, — from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love,  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


166 


HYMN  166,  L.  M. 

The  Hidings  of  the  Father's  Face. 

1  T7BOM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard — ■ 
■I-  A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry  : 
My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 

Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One  ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Sun. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, — 

These  thou  could'st  bear,  nor  once  repine  ; 
But,  when  Jehovah  veiled  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break  ! 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky ! 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul !  awake  ! 
He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

5  Lord !  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye  ; 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
Oh  !  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 
Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul. 


346  HYMNS  CLXVII,  CLXVIII. 


167 


HYMN  167,  S.  M. 

Redemption  completed. 

1  " THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed!"— 

A   Then  is  his  work  performed ; 
The  mighty  captive  now  is  freed, 
And  death,  our  foe,  disarmed. 

2  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  I" — 

He  lives  to  die  no  more  ; 
He  lives,  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 
Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

3  "  The  Lord  is  risen  indeed !" — 

Then  hell  has  lost  his  prey  : 
With  him  is  risen  the  ransomed  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 

4  "The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !" — 

Attending  angels  !  hear  ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

5  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs ! 
To  siug  our  risen  Lord. 


168 


HYMN  168,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Christ  triumphant. 


1  pCXME,  ye  saints  !  look  here  and  Avcnder; 
v7  See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ; 

He  has  burst  the  bands  asunder, — 

He  has  borne  our  sins  away : 
Joyful  tidings ! — 

Yes,  the  Lord  is  risen  to  day. 

2  Jesus  triumphs ! — sing  ye  praises  ; — 

'T  was  by  death  he  overcame : 
Thus  the  Lord  his  glory  raises ; — 

Thus  he  fills  his  foes  with  shame : 
Sing  ye  praises — 

Praises  to  the  victor's  name. 

3  Jesus  triumphs! — countless  legions 

Come  from  heaven,  to  meet  their  King ; 
Soon,  in  yonder  happy  regions, 

They  shall  join  his  praise  to  sing  : 
Songs  eternal 

Shall  through  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 


CHRIST.  :i47 


169 


HYMN  169,  7s. 

Christ's  Ascension. 


1  TJAIL  the  day,  which  sees  him  rise 

-U  Glorious  to  his  native  skies  ! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits  : — 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 

Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin  :— 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  See, — high  heaven  its  Lord  receives ; — 
Yet  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves : 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

4  Still  for  us  he  intercedes  ; 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads ; 
Near  himself  prepares  our  place, — 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race. 

5  What  though  parted  from  our  sight 
Far  above  yon  starry  height  ? 
May  our  warm  affections  rise, 
Foil' wing  him  beyond  the  skies. 


170 


HYMN  170,  C.  L.  M. 

Our  risen  J.ord. 


1  ]TO^  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 
-tl  That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb, 
"Where  once  the  Crucified  was  borne, 

And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom ! 
Oh  !  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain  ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints !  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord  ; 
"  Behold  the  place — he  is  not  there/' 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen — he  lives  again. 

3  Xow  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer 

Your  early  footsteps  bend, 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  advocate  and  friend : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 


L 


348  HYMNS  CLXXI,  CLXXIL 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rjsing  day  ! 

'T  is  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
Oh !  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen— he  lives  again. 

5  And,  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall, 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh, 
If  Jesus  shine  upon  the  soul, 

How  blissful  then  to  die ! 
Since  he  has  risen  who  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 


171 


HYMN  171,  7s. 

Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  A  NGELS !  roll  the  rock  away ; 

•^  Death  !  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey ; 
See !  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  Hark  !  the  wondering  angels  raise 
Louder  notes  of  joyful  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  with  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints !  lift  up  your  eyes, 
See  him  high  in  glory  rise  ! 
Hosts  of  angels,  on  the  road, 
Hail  him — the  incarnate  God. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide, 

See  the  Conqueror  through  them  ride ! 
King  of  glory  !  mount  thy  throne, — 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs ! 
Tune,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Kaise,  O  earth  !  your  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 


172 


HYMN  172,  L.  M. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "  pOME,  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay !'? 
\J  For  he  hath  left  his  gloomy  bed ; — 
TThat  angel  rolled  the  stone  away  ? 

What  spirit  brought  him  from  the  dead  ? 


CHRIST.  ?A9 

2  By  his  omnipotence  he  rose, 

By  his  own  Spirit  lived  again; 
To  crush  for  ever  all  his  foes, — 
To  raise  for  ever  ruined  men. 

3  They,  who  his  image  here  partake, — 

Though  long  in  dust  their  flesh  consume, — 
Shall  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  awake 
To  life  eternal,  from  the  tomb. 


173 


HYMN  173,  7s. 

The  Resurrection. 

1  irORXIXG  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 
Jl  Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  ; 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, — 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise ! 

2  Ye,  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay  ! 

3  Christian  !  dry  your  flowing  tears, 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 


174 


'I 


. 


HYMN  174,  H.  M. 

Jesus  rising  and  reigning. 

ES,  the  Redeemer  rose.; 
The  Saviour  left  the  dead  ; 
And,  o'er  our  hellish  foes, 

High  raised  his  conquering  head  : 
In  wild  dismay, 

The  guards  around 

Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 

Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 

And  worship  at  his  feet : 
Joyful  they  come, 

And  wing  their  way, 

From  realms  of  day, 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 

30 


350  HYMN  OLXXV. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear  : 
Hark !  as  they  soar  on  high, 

What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Their  anthems  say,— 

"  Jesus,  who  bled, 

Hath  left  the  dead  ;— 
He  rose  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals!  catch  the  sound,— 

Redeemed  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe,  on  which  you  dwell ; 
Transported,  cry, — 

"  Jesus,  who  bled, 

Hath  left  the  dead, 
No  more  to  die." 

5  All  hail !  triumphant  Lord ! 

Who  say's t  us  with  thy  blood : 
"Wide  be  thy  name  adored, 

Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 
With  thee  we  rise, 

With  thee  we  reign, 

And  empires  gain, 
Beyond  the  skies. 


175 


HYMN  175,  8s  and  7s. 

Love  divine. 


1  T  OYE  divine,  all  love  excelling, — 

-Lj  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown ; 
Jesus !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe, — Oh  !  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit. 

Let  ns  find  thy  promised  rest : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning, — 

Bring  ns  to  eternal  day. 


I  HEIST.  351 


176 


Carry  on  thy  new  creation. 

Pure  and  holy  may  Ave  be ; 
Let  ns  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee; 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  pi\ 

HYMN  176,  H.  M. 

The  Cross  celebrated. 


1  VE  saints  !  your  music  bring, 

A    And  swell  the  rapturous  sound  ; 
Strike  every  trembling  string, 

Till  earth  and  heaven  resound: 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, — 
Awake,  ye  saints  !  each  joyful  string. 

2  The  cross — the  cross  alone — 

Subdued  the  powers  of  hell : 
Like  lightning  from  his  throne, 

The  prince  of  darkness  fell : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing,— 
Awake,  ye  saints  !  each  joyful  string. 

3  The  hand  of  wrath  is  stayed, 

In  its  pursuit  of  blood  ; 
The  cross  our  debt  has  paid, 

And  made  our  peace  with  God : 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  we  sing, — 
Awake,  ye  saints!  each  joyful  string. 

4  The  cross  hath  power  to  save, 

From  all  the  foes  that  rise  ; 
The  cross  hath  made  the  grave 

A  passage  to  the  skies , 
Angels  and  saints  its  power  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring. 


177 

i 


HYMN  177,  L.  M. 

The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

TYfKE^s  I  the  holy  grave  survey. 
»i    Where  once  my  Saviour  deigned  to  lie, 
I  see  fulfilled  what  prophets  say, 
And  all  the  power  of  death  defy. 
2  This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim. 

How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  death  ;- 


352  HYMN  CLXXVIII. 

Sweet  pledge  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise,  and  draw  immortal  breath. 

3  Jesus,  once  numbered  with  the  dead* 

Unseals  his  eves,  to  sleep  no  more  ; 
And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

4  Thy  risen  Lord,  my  soul !  behold  ; 

See  the  rich  diadem  he  wears! 
Thou  too  shalt  bear  a  harp  of  gold, — 
A  crown  of  joy,  when  he  appears. 

5  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head, 

Yet,  gracious  God  !  thou  wilt  not  leai  e 
My  flesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Xor  lose  thv  children  in  the  grave. 


178 


HYMN  178,  $s,  7s  and  4. 

Coronation  of  the  King  of  kings. 

1  "I  OOK,  ye  saints !  the  sight  is  glorious  ; 
-1^  See  the  man  of  sorrows  now, 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious  ;  — 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow : 
Crown  him — crown  him  ! — 

Crowns  become  the  victor's  brow. 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels  !  crown  him ; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings: 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 

While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings  : 
Crown  him — crown  him! — 

Crown  the  Saviour.  King  of  kings. 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, — 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 
Saints  and  angels !  crowd  around  him, 

Own  his  title,  praise  his  name: 
Crown  him — crown  him ! — 

Spread  abroad  the  victor's  fame. 

4  Hark  !  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark  !  those  loud  triumphant  chords ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  ; — 

Oh  !  what  joy  the  bight  affords  ! 
Crown  him — crown  him, — 

King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lord.-! 


179 


CHRIST.  353 

HYMN  179,  S.  M. 

Song'  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


1  4  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
i*.  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue  ! 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  : 

Sing  of  hi*  rising  power  : 
Sing — how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  ^ins  he  bore. 

3  Ye  pilgrims !  on  the  road 

To  Zion's  city,  sing  ! 
Rejoice  ye  in  the  Lamb  of  Godw- 
in Christ,  th*  eternal  king. 

-i  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, — 
"  Ye  blessed  children  !   come  :" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away. 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

5  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 
His  endless  praise  proclaim  : 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


180 


HYMN  180.  C.  M. 

Reigning  with  Christ. 

1  THE  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
J-   Is  crowned  with  glory  now  ; 

A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  his,  by  sovereign  right ; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 
He  reigns  in  glory  bright : — 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below. 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given ; 
Their  name. — an  everlasting  name  ; 
Their  joy. — the  joy  of  heaven. 

30* 


354  HYMNS  CLXXXI  0LXXX1L 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below. 
They  reign  with  him  above  ; 
Their  profit  and  their  joy — to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

G  The  cross  he  bore  is  life  and  health, — 
Though  shame  and  death  to  him  ; 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 


181 


182 


HYMN  181,  S.  M. 

Christ  unseen,  yet  beloved. 

"\TOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
■JLi   Have  we  beheld  the  Lord  ; 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

On  earth,  we  want  the  sight 

Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 
Yet,  Lord  !  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 

To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

And,  when  we  taste  thy  love, 

Our  joys  divinely  grow 
Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 

And  heaven  begins  below. 

HYMN  182,  C.  M. 

Access  to  God  by  Christ. 

1  pOME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
\J  Up  to  the  courts  above, 

And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood, 

That  calmed  his  frowning  face, — 
That  sprinkled  o'er  the  burning  throne, 
And  turned  the  wrath  to  grace. 

3  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  "double-naming  sword. 

4  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son  ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 


CHRIST.  355 

5  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 
Great  Advocate  on  high  ! 
And  glory  to  tlr  eternal  King 
Who  lays  his  fury  by. 


183 


HYMN  183,  L.  M. 

The  good  Shepherd. 

1  npiIOU  !  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
J-   All  earthly  joy,  and  earthly  love, — 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd!  let  me  know — 
Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep — 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear,  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, — 
Would  never  seek  another  love. 

4  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see  ; 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be; 
A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tear-. 

5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blood : 
Here  to  these  hills  my  soul  will  come, 
Till  my  beloved  leads  me  home. 


184 


185 


HYMN  184,  L.  M. 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

T\TOPwTHY  the  Lamb  of  boundless  sway,- 
*  »    In  earth  and  heaven,  the  Lord  of  ail  1 
Let  all  the  powers  of  earth  obey, 

And  low  before  his  footstool  fall. 
Higher — still  higher,  swell  the  strain  ; 

Creation's  voice  the  note  prolong  ! 
Jesus,  the  Lamb,  shall  ever  reign: — 

Let  hallelujahs  crown  the  song. 

HYMN  185,  6s  and  4s. 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1   pOME,  all  ye  saints  of  God! 

^J  Wide  through  the  earth  abroad. 
Spread  Jesus'  name ; 


356  HYMN  CLXXXVI. 

Tell  what  his  love  has  done. 
Trust  in  his  grace  alone; 
Shout  to  his  lofty  throne, — 
k-  Worthy  the  Lamb!" 

2  Hence,  gloomy  doubts  and  fears ! 
Dry  up  your  mournful  tears ; 

Swell  the  glad  theme  ; 
Praise  ye  our  gracious  King, 
Strike  each  melodious  string, 
Join  heart  and  voice  to  sing, — 

"Worthy  the  Lamh!" 

3  Hark !  how  the  choirs  above, 
Filled  with  the  Saviour's  love, 

Dwell  on  his  name  ! 
There,  too,  may  we  be  found, 
With  light  and  glory  crowned, 
While  all  the  heavens  resound, — 

"  Worth v  the  Lamb  I" 


186 


HYMN  186,  C.  M. 

Coronation  of  Christ. 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

A  Let  angels  prostrate  fall : 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him. — ye  morning  stars  of  light !- 

Who  formed  this  floating  ball ; 
Xow  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Adam's  race, — 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ! 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Sinners  !  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, — 
Come,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feft, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


ciipjst.  357 


j  Qty  HYMN  187,  G.  M. 

JL  O  I  0«7-  Higk-Pritit  in  Heaven. 

1  \TOAV  Let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
-Li   Our  great  High-Priest  above ; 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, — 

His  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

AVI i ere  angels  bow  around, 
And  high,  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned  ; — 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart : 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say, 
That  he  has  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, — 

Our  everlasting  trust, — 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour!  on  my  breast, 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, — 
To  endless  aires  borne. 


188 


KY]£N  188,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

Our  compassionate  High-Priest. 


1  YV/"HEX  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 

y  »     And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 
He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul,  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, — 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, — 
Still  lie,  who  felt  temptation's  power, 
Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  sorr'wing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me,  for  a  little  while, 


358  HYMNS  GLXXXIX,  0X0. 

My  Saviour  sees  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  Jesus  wept  o'er  Lazrus  dead. 

4  And  Oh  !  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict,  but  tl  e  last, — 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed, — for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day. 
And  wipe  my  latest  tear  away. 


189 


HYMN  189,  L.  M.,  6  Lines. 

Hope  of  Heaven  through  Christ. 


1  {  ND  art  thou,  gracious  Master !  gone, 
■i\  A  mansion  to  prepare  for  me  ? 
Shall  I  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 

And  there  for  ever  dwell  with  thee  ■ 
Then,  let  the  world  approve  or  blame, 
I  TL  triumph  in  thy  glorious  name. 

2  What  transport,  Lord !  shall  fill  my  heart, 

When  thou  my  worthless  name  shalt  own! 
When  I  shall  see  thee  as  thou  art, 

And  know,  as  I  myself  am  known  ! 
From  sin.  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free, 
My  soul  shall  find  its  rest  in  thee. 


190 


HYMN  190,  7s. 

Christ,  our  Hope. 

1  pHRIST,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground,- 

V  Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy! 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found, 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Let  thy  love  my  heart  inflame  : 

Keep  thy  fear  before  my  sisrht; 
Be  thy  praise  my  highest  aim : 
Be  thy  smile  my  chief  delight. 

o  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace  ! 
Freely  from  thy  fullness  give  : 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 
Be  it  "  Christ  for  me  to  live!" 

4  Firmly  trusting  in  thy  blood, 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound ; 

■)y  1  shall  pass  the  flood, 
Satelv  reach  Immanuers  ground. 


CHRIST,  359 

5  When  1  touch  the  blessed  shore, 
Back  the  closii  Bhall  roll ; 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 
Part  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 

G  Thus. — Oli !  thus,  an  entrance  give 
To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky  ; 
Having  known  it,  "  Christ  to  live," 
Let  me  know  it.  "  gain  to  die.'1 

1  q  1  HYMN  191,  8s  and  7s. 

It/1  Jesus,  exalted  to  the  Throne. 

1  TESUS  !  hail !  enthroned  m  glory, 
*J    There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 

All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding. 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  : 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

4  Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits ! 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 

Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, — 

Help  to  chan  i  immanuel's  praise. 


192 


HYMN  192,  L.  M. 

OirisU  the  Lord  of  Angels. 

1  pBEAT  God!  to  what  a  glorious  height 
vJ  Hast  thou  advanced  the  Lord,  thy  Son  ! 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 

Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne. 

2  Before  his  feet  their  armies  wait. 

And  swift  as  flames  of  lire  they  move, 
To  manage  his  affairs  of  state, 

In  works  of  vengeance,  or  of  love. 

3  Xow  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 

Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode, 
Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet, 
In  traveling  o'er  the  heavenlv  road. 


260  HYMNS  OXOm,  CXCIY. 

4  Lord !  when  we  leave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise  and  come,— 
Send  thy  beloved  angels  down, 
Safe  to  conduct  our  spirits  home. 


193 


HYMN  193,  L.  M. 

The   Way  to  Heaven. 

1  TESTS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, — 
*J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 

The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  noc ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, — 

"  Come  hither,  soul !  I  am  the  way.'' 

3  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb ! 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 

My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give — 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

4  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say, — "  Behold  the  way  to  God!" 


194 


HYMN  194,  S.  M. 

Christ's  Intercession. 


1  VES,  the  Redeemer 's  gone, 
-1    T'  appear  before  our  God ; 

To  sprinkle  o'er  the  naming  throne, 
AVith  his  atoning  blood. 

2  Xo  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath,  comes  down  ; 
If  justice  calls  for  sinners'  blood, 
The  Saviour  shows  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  suit  he  moves  ; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 
And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honors  sing ; 
Jesus,  the  priest,  receives  our  songs, 
And  hears  them  to  the  King. 


CHRIS1  3ffl 

o  We  bow  bet  ore  bis  face, 

And  sound  bis  glories  high  : 
Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace. 
Who  lays  bis  tbunder  by. 

6  On  eartb  thy  mercy  reigns. 
And  triumphs  all  above  : 
But,  Lord !  bow  weak  our  mortal  strains, 
To  speak  immortal  love  ! 


195 


HYMN  195,  L.  M. 

The  Dominion  of  Christ. 


1  TTAIL  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace, 
Jl  Who  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ! 
The  boundless  world  unseen  is  his, 

And  sovereign  power  becomes  him  well. 

2  In  shame  and  anguish  once  he  died ;  — 

But  now  he  lives  for  evermore : 
Bow  down,  ye  saints !  around  his  seat, 
And,  all  ye  angel-bands !  adore. 

3  Live — live  for  ever,  glorious  Lord ! 

To  quell  thy  foes,  and  guard  thy  friends ; 
While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice, 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 

Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love ; 
Worthy  to  rule  o'er  mortal  life, 

O'er  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above. 

5  For  ever  reign,  victorious  King ! 

Wide  through  the  earth  thy  name  be  known  ! 
And  call  my  longing  soul  to  sing 
Sublimer  anthems  near  thv  throne. 


196 


HYMN  196,  H.  M. 

Our  High-Priest  in  Heaven. 


1  TH'  atoning  work  is  done,— 
1    The  victim's  blood  is  shed  : 
And  Jesus  now  is  gone 

His  people's  cause  to  plead  : 
He  stands  in  heaven,  their  great  High-Priest, 
And  bears  their  names  upon  his  breast. 

2  No  temple  made  with  hands 

His  place  of  service  is  : 


362  HYMNS  CXCVII,  CXCVIII. 

In  heaven  itself  he  stands, — 

A  heavenly  priesthood  his  : 
In  him  the  shadows  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfilled,  and  now  withdraw. 
3  And,  though  awhile  he  be 
Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men, 
His  people  look  to  see 

Their  great  High-Priest  again : 
In  brightest  glory  he  will  come, 
And  take  his  waiting  people  home. 

^  q  ry  HYMN  197,  C.  M. 

_L  tJ   I  Our  great  High-Priest. 

1  pOME,  let  us  join  our  songs  of  praise 
V^  To  our  ascended  Priest ; 

He  entered  heaven,  with  all  our  names 
Engraven  on  his  breast. 

2  Below,  he  washed  our  guilt  away, 

By  his  atoning  blood ; 
Now  he  appears  before  the  throne, 
And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

3  Clothed  with  our  nature  still,  he  knowu 

The  weakness  of  our  frame, 
And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 
Whom  he  himself  o'ercame. 

4  Nor  time,  nor  distance,  e'er  shall  quench 

The  fervors  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  died  in  kindness  here, 
And  intercedes  above. 

5  Oh  !  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 

Nor  blush  to  hear  his  name  ; 
Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith, 
Our  lips  his  praise  proclaim. 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 


1  QO  HYMN  198,  C.  M. 

JL  t/O  Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove! 
V  Witli  all  thy  quickening  powers, 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  3G3 

Kindle  a  flatne  of  sacred  love, 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look — how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ! 

Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live, 

At  this  poor  dying  rate. 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  I 

5  Come.  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


199 


HYMN  199,  S.  M. 

Convicting  and  sanctifying  Influence* 

1  Z^OME,  holy  Spirit !  come, 

v..    Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  : 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin, 

Then  lead  to  Jesus1  blood ; 
And,  to  our  wondering  view,  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  "T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart. 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

4  Revive  our  drooping  faith  ; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove ; 
And  kindle  in  our  breast  the  name 
Of  never-dving  love. 


200 


1  PR  AC 
U  Let 


HYMtf  200,  7s. 

Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

:VCIOrS  Spirit !  Love  Divine ! 
thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 


364  HYMNS  CCI,  CCII. 

All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pard'ning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  hurdened  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, — 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

±  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine, 
Keep  me,  Lord !  for  ever  thine. 


201 


HYMN  201,  L.  M. 

The  Spirit  grieved. 

1  T^HE  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

J-  Flie9  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife; 
Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
"Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ? 

2  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 

Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 
So  God  forgives  our  numerous  faults, 
For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ,  his  Son. 

;^q  HYMN  202,  H.  M. 

4\.'Z  Pleading1  the  Promise  of  the  Spirit. 

1  A  THOU  that  nearest  prayer! 
VJ  Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  ! 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word ; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord ! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry ; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou ; — 

We,  children  of  thy  grace: 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  365 

Oh !  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend,  and  till  the  place : 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame. 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  Oh !  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord ! 
"With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol-gods  away. 

QAO  HYMN  203,  S.  M. 

/&VJ  *J  The  indwelling  Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T  IS  God,  the  Spirit,  leads 

J-  In  paths  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Supported  by  his  grace, 

AVe  still  pursue  our  way  : 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'T  is  he  that  works  to  will, 

'T  is  he  that  works  to  do ; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, — 
His  be  the  glory  too. 


204 


HYMN  204,  L.  M. 

Teachings  of  the  Spirit. 

CO!ME,  blessed  Spirit !  source  of  light, 
Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconflnecL 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, — 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

To  mine  illumined  eyes,  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals ; 

Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way, 
Thy  book  unfold,  and  loose  the  seals. 

Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 
The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 

The  vanity  of  things  below, 
And  excellence  of  things  above. 

While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun.  thy  beams  abroad, 

31* 


366  HYMNS  CCV— COVII. 

To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

f\r\  jt  HYMN  205,  8s  and  7s. 

&\J  \J  Prayer  for  comforting  Ivjluences. 

1  HOLY  GHOST !  dispel  our  sadness, 
-H  Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night ; 
Come,  thou  Source  of  joy  and  gladness ! 

Breathe  thy  life,  and  spread  thy  light. 

2  Author  of  our  new  creation ! 

Bid  us  all  thine  influence  prove ; 
Make  our  souls  thy  habitation ; 
Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love. 

aa/1  HYMN  206,  L.  M. 

zw \J  \J  Prayer  for  spiritual  Enjoyment. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit!  calm  my  mind, 
yJ  And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 
Oh !  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame  ; 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

o  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see ; 
Oh  !  soothe  and  ch^cr  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

HYMN  207,  L.  M. 

The  Sight  of  God  and  Christ  in  Heaven. 

DESCEND  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove  ! 
Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things ; — 

Beyond — beyond  this  lower  sky, 

Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 

And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

Oh !  for  a  sight,  a  blissful  ?>ght, 
Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne ! 

There  sits  the  Saviour  crowned  with  light, 
Clothed  in  a  body  like  our  own. 


207 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  367 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

5  Oh!  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill, 

And  spread  the  triumph  of  their  King! 

qao  HYMN  208,  7s. 

/^L/O  Prayer  for  Light  and  Sanctijication. 

1  HOLY  GHOST !  with  light  divine, 

J-A  Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost !  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost !  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit !  all-divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme. — and  reign  alone. 


209 


HYMN  209,  C.  M. 

Various  Influences  desired. 

1  INTERNAL  Spirit !— God  of  truth  ! 
-LJ  Our  contrite  hearts  inspire ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  heavenly  love, 

And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed  ; 
'T  is  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be ; 
That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart 
May  worship  only  thee. 


368  HYMNS  CCX,  CCXI. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 
That  we  are  sons  of  God, 
Bedeerned  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hull, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

Q 1  A  HYMN  210,  S.  M. 

/&  JL  \J  Prayer  for  the  Spirit. 

1  "DLEST  Comforter  divine  ! 
■D  Let  rays  of  heavenly  love, 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness,  shine, 

To  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Draw,  with  thy  still  small  voice, 

From  every  sinful  way  ; 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath, 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  Oh  !  fill  thou  every  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race : 
Great  Comforter !  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 


211 


HYMN  211,  L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Light  and  Guidance. 


1  pOME.  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove! 
vJ  With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart. 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Xor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  blessed : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share, 
And  drink  our  fill  of  pleasure  there. 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  369 


HYMN  212,  C.  M. 


ZY/C  The  Scaling  of  the  Spirit. 

should  the  children  of  a  king 


1  WHY  e 
H    Go 


monrning  all  their  days? — 
Great  Comforter  !   descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  \ 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  I 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

•i  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come: 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove ! 
AY  ill  safe  convey  me  home. 

Q 1  O  HYMN  213,  L.  M. 

/w  X  O  Prayer  against  grieving  the  Spirit. 

1  CTAY.  thou  insulted  Spirit !  stay, 

^  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away. 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved  ; 

3  Yet,  Oh !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High-Priest ; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  My  weary  soul.  0  God !  release, 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand ; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 


214 


HYMN  214,  L.  M. 

The  Comforter. 


1  0  URE,  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigli ; 
^  T  is  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 


370  HYMNS  CCXV,  CCXVI. 

Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  "Whene'er,  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, — 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 
That  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

3  And,  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, — 

I  love  my  God  and  taste  his  grace,— 
Lord !  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

That  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

4  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 

For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, — 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

Qi/r  HYMN  215,  C.  M. 

^  JL  «_/  The  Necessity  of  renewing  Grace. 

1  XJOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
J-l  Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 

The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'T  is  thine,  eternal  Spirit !  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'T  is  thine,  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise ; 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall, 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes ; — 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live ; 
A  beam  of  heaven — a  vital  ray, 
'T  is  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  Oh !  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  j 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord !  be  thine. 

01  n  HYMN  216,  CM. 

z^  1  0  The  Spirit  desired. 

,       1  n  BEAT  Father  of  each  perfect  gift 
VJ  Behold  thy  servants  wait ; 


HOLY  SPIRIT.  371 

With  longing  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  Oh  !  shed  abroad  that  choicest  gift, — 

Thy  Spirit  from  above, 
To  cheer  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Blest  Earnest  of  eternal  joy ! 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven : 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  O  God !  thy  copious  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  the  barren  wilderness, 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

Q-l  7  HYMN  217,  CM. 

ZI   /  The  Outpouring  of  the  Spirit. 

1  T  ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky ! 
-Lj  Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit,  from  on  high, 

According  to  his  word. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

'  3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 
And  to  our  heart  reveals ; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  from  above, 
With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 
Come,  and,  with  flames  of  zeal  and  Jove, 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

OIO  HYMN  218,  L.  M. 

/vlO  The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  "pTERXAL  Spirit !  we  confess, 

i-J  And  sing,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down, 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 


372  HYMNS  CCXIX,  CCXX. 

Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger,  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin, 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

Qi  Q  HYMN  219,  C.  M. 

/-w  X  tJ  Prayer  for  the  promised  Spirit. 

1  T7XTHRONED  on  high,  almighty  Lord  ! 
-Ci  The  Holy  Ghost  send  down : 

Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though,  on  our  heads,  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour !  what  we  more  desire, 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life,  and  light,  and  love ! 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give ; 
Quicken  our  souls — born  from  above, 
In  Christ  that  we  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us,  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad, — 

Life's  ever-springing  well, — 
Till  God  in  us,  and  we  in  God, 
Ju  love  eternal  dwell. 


220 


HYMN  220,  C.  M. 

Regeneration  by  the  Spirit. 

"Vf OT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
ll   Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace. 


TRINITY. 

Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  ra< 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh  ; 
Creates  anew  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Onr  quickened  souls  awake,  and  rise, 

Prom  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
On  heavenly  things  we  fix  onr  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 


TRINITY. 


221 


HYMN  221,  6s  and  4s. 

Invocation. 

1   pCXNIE,  thou  almighty  King  ! 
\j  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise  : 
Father !  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days ! 

:ie.  thou  incarnate  "Word! 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword ; 

Our  prayer  attend : 
Come,  and  thy  people  V 
And  give  thy  word  success ; 
Spirit  of  holiness  ! 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter  ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour : 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  hear:. 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ! 

32 


374  HYMNS  CCXXII,  CCXXIII. 

His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 
Love  and  adore. 


222 


223 


HYMN  222,  C.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Godhead. 

LET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord 
Who  never  knew  thy  grace ; 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God  !  to  thet , 
And  send  them  to  thy  throne ; 

All  glory  to  th'  united  Three, — 
TlL  undivided  One. 

'T  was  he — and  we  '11  adore  his  name — 
That  formed  us  by  a  word  ; 

'T  is  he  restores  our  ruined  frame  ; — 
Salvation  to  the  Lord ! 

Hosanna  !  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice, 

In  one  eternal  round. 

HYMN  223,  C.  M. 

Praise  to  the   Trinity. 

1  "FATHER  of  glory!  to  thy  name 
Jl    Immortal  praise  we  give, 
Who  dost  an  act  of  grace  proclaim, 

And  bid  us  rebels  live. 

2  Immortal  honor  to  the  Son, 

Who  makes  thine  anger  cease ; — 
Our  lives  he  ransomed  with  his  own, 
And  died  to  make  our  peace. 

3  To  thine  almighty  Spirit  be 

Immortal  glory  given ; 
Whose  influence  brings  us  near  to  thee, 
And  trains  us  up  for  heaven. 

4  Let  men,  with  their  united  voice, 

Adore  th'  eternal  God, 
And  spread  his  honors  and  their  joys, 
Through  nations  far  abroad. 


TRINITY,  375 

5  Let  faith,  and  love,  and  duty  join 
One  general  song  to  raise ; 
Let  saints,  in  earth  and  heaven,  combine, 
In  harmony  and  praise. 


224 


225 


HYMN  224,  L.  M. 

Prayer  to  the  Trinity. 

1  "PATHER  of  heaven!  whose  love  profound 
J-    A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, — 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 

To  us  thy  pard'ning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Sol — incarnate  Word — 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Pwedeemer,  Lord ! 
Before  thy  throne  Ave  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit !  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, — 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah! — Father,  Spirit,  Son! — 
Mysterious  Godhead — Three  in  One ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life  to  us  extend. 

HYMN  225,  6s  and  4s. 

Prayer  to  the   Triune  Jehovah. 

1  THOU  !  whose  almighty  word 
J-   Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight,— 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And,  where  the  gospel's  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray, 

" Let  the Vbe  light!" 

2  Thou  !  who  didst  come  to  bring. 
On  thy  redeeming  wing, 

Healing  and  sight, — 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind, — 
Oh  !  now  to  all  mankind, 

" Let  there  be  light!" 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving  holy  Dove ! 

Speed  forth  thy  flight : 


376  IIYMXS  CCXXVI,  COXXVII. 

Move  on  the  waters'  face, 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And,  in  earth's  darkest  place, 

"Let  there  be  light!" 
4  Holy,  holy,  holy, 

Most  glorious  Trinity, — 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might ! 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Boiling  in  fullest  pride, 
O'er  the  earth,  far  and  wide — 

"  Let  there  he  light!" 


226 


227 


HYMN  226,  L.  M. 

Praise  to  the  Father,  Son  and  Spirit. 

BLEST  he  the  Father  and.  his  love, 
To  which  celestial  source,  we  owe 
Pavers  of  endless  joy  above, 

And.  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 
Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God ! 

From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood — 

Pardon  and.  life  for  dying  souls. 
We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit !  praise, 

"Who,  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 
Mak'st  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 

And  into  boundless  glory  flow. 
Thus  God  the  Father,— God  the  Son — 

And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore ; — 
That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 

Without  a  bottom,  or  a  shore. 

HYMN  227,  7s. 

Christians  praising-  the   Trinity. 

1  pREAT  the  joy  when  Christians  meet; 
VJ  Christian  fellowship,  how  sweet, — 
When,  their  theme  of  praise  the  same, 
They  exalt  Jehovah's  name  S 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  ; — 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  unbounded  love ; — 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 


TRINITY.  377 

Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we  too  the  Spirit's  love  ; — 
With  our  stubborn  hearts  he  strove, 

sed  the  mists  of  sins  away, 
Turned  our  night  to  glorious  day. 

5  Great  the  joy,  the  union  sweet, 
When  the  saints  in  glory  meet ! 
Where  the  theme  is  still  the  same ; 
Where  they  praise  Jehovah's  name. 


228 


HYMN  228,  7s. 

Communion  with  the   Triune  God. 


1  TX  thy  presence  we  appear  ; 

J-  Lord !  we  1  :>ve  to  worship  here, 
When,  within  the  veil,  we  meet 
Thee  upon  thy  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Touch  our  lips,  and  loose  our  tongue  ; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness. 

3  While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend  ; 
Hear  us,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads  ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
And  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  the  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

5  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  through  thy  name, 
In  their  voices,  let  us  own 

Jesus,  speaking  from  the  throne. 

6  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn  ; 
That,  at  evening,  we  may  say. — 

M  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 


229 


HYMN  229,  8s  and  7s. 

Praise  to  Father,  Son  and  Spirit. 

1  TO  the  Source  of  every  blessing, 
J- '  Grateful  anthems  let  us  raise ; 

32* 


378  HYMN  CGXXX. 

Holy  joy,  our  souls  possessing, 
Swells  the  tribute  of  our  praise. 

2  Glory  to  th'  almighty  Father, 

Fountain  of  eternal  love, 
Who,  his  wandering  sheep  to  gather, 
Sent  a  Saviour  from  above. 

3  To  the  Son  all  praise  be  given, 

Who,  with  love  unknown  before. 
Left  the  bright  abode  of  heaven, 
And  our  sins  and  sorrows  bore. 

±  Equal  strains  of  warm  devotion 
Let  the  Spirit's  praise  employ  ; 
Author  of  each  pure  emotion, — 
Source  of  wisdom,  peace,  and  joy. 

5  Thus — our  joyful  hearts  ascending, — 
Glorify  Jehovah's  name ; 
Heavenly  songs  with  ours  are  blending,- 
There,  the  theme  is  still  the  same. 


230 


HYMN  2S0,  S.  M. 

The  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

1  WHILE  all  the  angel  throng 

'  I     Give  thanks  to  God  on  high, 
Let  earth  repeat  the  joyful  song, 
And  echo  to  the  sky. 

2  Father  !  in  whom  we  live, 

In  whom  Ave  are  and  move, — 
The  glory,  power  and  praise  receive 
Of  thine  eternal  love. 

3  Incarnate  Deity  ! 

Let  all  the  ransomed  race 
Pwender  in  thanks  their  lives  to  thee, 
For  thy  redeeming  grace. 

4  Spirit  of  holiness  ! 

,  Let  all  thy  saints  adore 
Thy  sacred  energy,  and  bless 
thy  heart-renewing  power. 

5  Eternal,  glorious  Lord  ! 

Let  all  the  saints  above, 
Let  all  the  sons  of  men  record, 
And  celebrate  thv  love. 


231 


ALAKMIXG.  379 

HYMN  231,  8s  and  6s,  Peculiar, 

njah  to  the   Triune  God. 

1  01 W— Hallelujah!   praise  the  Lord ! 
O  Sing  with  a  cheerful  v 

Exalt  our  God  with  one  accord, 

And  in  his  name  rejoice  : 
Ne'er  cease  to  sing,  thou  ransomed  host ! 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Till,  in  the  realms  of  endless  light, 
Your  praises  shall  unite. 

2  There  we,  to  all  eternity, 

Shall  join  th'  angelic  lays, 
And  sing,  in  perfect  harmony. 

To  God  our  Saviour's  praise ; 
He  hath  redeemed  us  by  his  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
For  us — for  us  the  Lamb  was  slain, — 
Praise  ye  the  Lord! — Amen. 


alarming-. 


232 


HYMN  232,  7s  and  6s,  Peculiar. 

The  .Harm. 


1  CIXXER  !  stop— Oh !  stop  and  think, 
^5  Before  you  farther  go  : 

"Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  woe  ? 
On  the  verge  of  ruin  stop ; — 

Now  the  friendly  warning  take  ; 
Stay  your  footsteps,  ere  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say — have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  \ 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

"With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  \ 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 

Which  his  justice  shall  proclaim, 
When  the  earth  shall  melt  away. 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  I 


380         HYMXS  CCXXXIII,  CCXXXIV. 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come, 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar ; 
Then  you  '11  hear  your  awful  doom, 

And  sink  in  deep  despair! 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd ; 

You  will  mark  their  crimson  dye, 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  then— no  refuse  nigh ! 


233 


HYMN  233,  L.  M. 

The  Sinner  exhorted. 


1  OIXXER!  Oh!  why  so  thoughtless  grcwn ? 
O  Why  in  such  fearful  haste  to  die  ? 

"Why  speed  thy  flight  to  worlds  unknown, — 
Regardless  of  thy  destiny  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  defy  the  wrath  of  God, 

Led  on  by  sin's  delusive  dreams? 
Madly  despise  the  Saviour's  blood, 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames  ? 

3  Sinner  !  Oh !  lift  thy  thoughts  above, 

And  hear  the  Lord  of  life  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  love — 
For  ever  telling,  yet  untold ! 


234 


HYMN  234,  7s. 

The  Sinner  warned. 


1  TTASTE,  0  sinner !  to  be  wise, 
Jl  Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
"Wisdom  warns  thee,  from  the  skies, 

All  the  paths  of  death  to  shun. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Thy  probation  may  be  o'er, 

Ere  this  evening's  work  is  done. 

3  Haste,  0  sinner  !  now  return ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Haste,  while  yet  thou  canst  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  movro  iv's  sun ; 
Death  may  thy  poor  soul  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  beirun. 


235 


237 


ALARMING  381 

HYMN  235,  Us. 

Danger  of  Delay. 


1  TiELAY  not,  delay  not ;  0  sinner  draw  near, 
U  The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee ; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 

Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God? 
ix  fountain  is  opened.— how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash,  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pard'ning 
blood  1 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  0  sinner!  to  come, 

For  mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to-day ; 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb ; 
Her  message,  unheeded,  will  *oon  pass  away, 
-i  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  Spirit  of  grace. 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad 
flight ; 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternitv's  night. 


236 


HYMN  236,  L.  M. 
One  Thing  m 


1  TT"HY  will  ye  waste,  on  trifling  cares, 

"    That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  \ 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  \ 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain, 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue  ; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear, 
TThen  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart : 
Nor  let  us  waste,  on  trilling  cares. 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares 

HYMN  237,  C.  M. 

Exhortation  to  Repentance. 

1  "DEFEXT!  the  voice  celestial  cries ; 
-A-t-  Xo  longer  dare  delay  : 


382         HYMNS  CCXXXVIII,  CCXXXIX. 

The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  Xo  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

Overlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad, 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  0  sinners !  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
]Sor  trine  with  his  grace. 

4  Soon,  will  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar  ; 
His  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  yields,  to  justice  there. 

5  Amazing  love — that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts  subdued  by  goodness  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 


■238 


HYMN  238,  7s. 

The  Sinner  meeting  God. 


1  CIXXER!  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
O  Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure, 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  1 

2  See, — his  mighty  arm  is  bared  ; 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 

For  his  judgments  stand  prepared; — 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee, 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax : 
What  will  then  become  of  thee? 

4  Who  his  coming  may  abide  ? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame  ! — 
Can  you  rind  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  ? 


239 


HYMN  239,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Voice  of  SSIcrcy. 


1  TTEAPt.  0  sinner  !  mercy  hails  you  ; 

-tl  Xow  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls ; 


ALARMING.  383 

Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 

Ere  the  hand  of  justioe  falls  : 
Hear,  O  sinner ! 

'T  is  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

2  See!  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 

O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread ! 
Hark !  the  awful  thunder  rolling 

Loud  and  louder  o'er  your  head ! 
Turn,  O  sinner ! 

Lest  the  lightning  strike  you  dead. 

3  Haste,  O  sinner !  to  the  Saviour ; 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over  ;  — 

Soon  your  life  will  pass  away ; 
Haste,  0  sinner ! 

You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


240 


HYMN  240,  C.  P.  M. 

Present  and  future  Realities. 

1  TO!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

-L^  Between  two  boundless  seas  I  stand  — 

Yet  how  insensible  ! 
A  point  of  time — a  moment's  space— 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 

2  0  God  !  my  inmost  soul  convert. 
And,  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart, 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me.  ere  it  be  too  late  ; — 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array. 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; — 
And  tell  me,  Lord !  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ? 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
To  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure ! 


384  HYMNS  CCXLL  CCXLII. 

0  Then,  Saviour  !  then  my  soul  receive. 
Transported  from  the  earth,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  ab 
"Where  fail  sight, 

And  hope,  in  foil  supreme  delight, 

And 

n  ji  HYMN  241.  I.  M. 

/£~k  -L  L  ; '-..  Grace  and  Hope. 

1  T  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

-L<  The  time  t1  insnr  \      it  reward  ; 

h  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
3t  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given. 
To  *s  12L\  e  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav 
The  day  o:  _         . —  Is  may 
Se  or    I                                 lay. 

3  The  living  know  I  lie, 

q  lie  ; 

Their  mem'ry  and  tJ  are  gone, 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
^>Ly  hands !  with  all  yonr  might  pursue ; 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we 

But  dark]  th,  and  long  despair, 

Reign  in  e1  mce  there. 


-2-12 


HYMN  242,  C.  TL 
flatten  with  Sinners. 


1  T^E  ;  who  d  ar'a  grace, 
J-    And  scorn  his  gospel,  here. — 

How  can  ;  his  angry  face, 

Or  at  his 

2  When  every  earthly  hope  shall  fail, — 

When  sturm-  i  '_'.. 

How  will  your  souls  affrighted  quail, 
Beneath  his  burning 

.  you  madly  rush  on  death, 
And  fore : 


ALARMING.  385 

Why  tempt  the  God,  that  holds  your  breath, 
To  strike  the  fatal  blow! 

4  Turn,  guilty  sinners!   quickly  turn; 
Oh!  come  to  Jesus  now; — 
Ere  the  tierce  flames  around  you  burn, 
To  your  Redeemer  bow. 


243 


HYMN  243,  L.  M. 

.idvice  to   Youth. 


1  \[OW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
-Li    Remember  your  Creator,  God ; 
Behold !  the  months  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say — *;  My  joys  are  gone.'1 

2  Behold !  the  aged  sinner  goes 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God — not  there  to  dwell, — 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King !  I  fear  thy  name  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ; 
And,  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 


244 


HYMN  244,  S.  M, 

Grieving  the  Spirit. 


1  4  XD  canst  thou,  sinner  !  slight 
-A  The  call  of  love  divine  ? 
Shall  God,  with  tenderness  invite, 

And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
tgWith  all  thy  sins  oppressed? 

3  To-day,  a  pard'ning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray , 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

4  But,  grace  so  dearly  bought 

If  yet  thou  wilt  despise, 

32 


386  HYMNS  CCXLV,  CCXLVL 

Thy  fearful  doom,  with  vengeance  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 

Q/l  ^  HYMN  245,  C.  M. 

/C'^rty  Frailty  and  Sin. 

1  TTOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 
J-l  How  vast  our  soul's  affairs ! 
Yet  senseless  mortals  vainly  strive 

To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 
And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  deserve  the  deepest  hell, 

Who  slight  the  joys  above ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  should  we  feel, 
Who  break  such  cords  of  love  ! 

5  Draw  us,  0  God !  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

DAR  HYMN  246,  CM. 

^4*  0  Brevity  of  Life. 

1  I"  ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
-Li  Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 

But  we  '11  confess,  0  Lord  !  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But 't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, — 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 


ALAPvMIXG.  387 


247 


Salvation  to  th7  almighty  Name, 

That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 

HYMN  247,  L.  M. 

Tiie  Road  to  Life,  and  to  Death. 


1  BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
Jj  And  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 

"With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  M  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," — 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint. 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord  !  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new. 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 


248 


HYMN  248,  S.  M. 

Uncertainty  of  Life. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord !  is  thine,— 
J-  Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 
And,  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 

It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  : 
Oh !  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since,  on  this  fleeting  hour, 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awaken,  by  thy  mighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care ; — 

Be  that  one  thing  pursued ; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
She  aid  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly. 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 


388  HYMNS  CCXLIX,  CCL. 

Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die, 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 


CONVICTION. 


i)ACk  HYMN  249,  S.  M. 

/-w^b  *J  Tl\e  Sinner  arrested, 

1  MY  former  hopes  are  fled, 
-l*A  My  terror  now  begins ; 
My  guilty  soul,  alas !  is  "  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins.'7 

2  Ah  !  whither  shall  I  fly  ?— 

Where  seek  for  mercy's  door  ? 

The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 

And  justice  armed  with  power. 

3  "When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  th'  impending  doom ; 
"While  yet  some  friendly  whisper  saf  s,- 
"Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come !" 

4  Oh !  that  I  now  might  see 

Some  glimmering  from  afar, — 
Some  beam  of  hope  to  dawn  on  me, 
And  save  me  from  despair. 

q  R(\  HYMN  250,  7s  and  6s. 

<&k)\J  The  Sinner  disquieted. 

1  TTTHY  sinks  my  soul  desponding, 

1 »    Why  fill  my  eyes  with  tears, 
While  nature  all-surrounding 

The  smile  of  beauty  wears  ? 
Why,  burdened  now  with  sorrow, 

Is  every  lab'ring  thought  ? 
Each  vision  that  I  borrow, 

With  gloom  and  sadness  fraught  ? 

2  The  pleasures  that  deceived  me 

My  soul  no  more  can  charm ; 
Of  rest  they  oft  bereaved  me, 

And  filled  me  with  alarm ; 
The  objects,  I  have  cherished, 

Are  empty  as  the  wind ; 
My  earthly  joys  have  perished  ;-  - 

What  comfort  shall  I  find  ? 


CONVICTION.  389 


3  If  inward,  still  inquiring, 

I  turn  my  searching  eye, 
Or  upward,  now  aspiring, 

I  raise  my  feeble  cry, 
No  heavenly  light  is  beaming, 

To  cheer  my  troubled  breast, 
No  ray  of  comfort  gleaming, 

To  give  my  spirit  rest. 

4  My  soul !  from  this  dread  anguish, 

Is  there  no  refuge  nigh  ? 
'T  is  guilt  that  makes  thee  languish, 

And  leaves  thee  thus  to  die : 
Een ounce  thy  sin  and  folly 

Before  the  throne  of  grace ; 
And  make  the  Lord,  most  holy, 

Thy  strength  and  righteousness. 


251 


HYMN  251,  C.  M. 

Conviction  by  the  Laic. 

1  T  ORD  !  how  secure  ray  conscience  was, 
i^  And  felt  no  inward,  dread ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright; 

But,  since  the  precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  terribly  I  saw- 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 

My  sins  revived  again  : — 
I  have  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  are  slain. 

5  My  God !  I  cry,  with  every  breath, 

For  some  kind  power  to  save, — 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 


252 


HYMN  252,  L.  M 

T7ie  Strivings  of  the  Spirit. 

1  O  AY,  sinner  !  hath  a  voice  within 
^  Oft  whispered  to  thv  secret  soul, 


33* 


390  HYMN  CCLIII. 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  Sinner  !  it  was  a  heavenly  voice, — 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard,  in  time,  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  lind. 

4  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man  : 
Ye,  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

5  Sinner !  perhaps,  this  very  day, 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be : 
Oh !  should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 


253 


HYMN  253,  S.  K. 

Man  condemned  before  God. 

H  !  how  shall  fallen  man 
Be  just  before  his  God? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 


:A 


2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark, 

With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
Could  we,  for  one  of  thousand  faults, 
A  just  excuse  devise  ? 

3  All-seeing,  powerful  God ! 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  ? 
Or  who,  that  tries  th'  unequal  strife, 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end  ? 

4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah  !  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None — none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 


254 


INVITING.  391 


HYMN  254,  S.  M. 

The  evil  Heart. 


1  A  STOXISHED  and  distressed, 
•A-  I  turn  mine  eyes  within ; 

My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppressed, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 

2  'What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 

What  vile  affections  there  ! 
Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear! 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints  ! 

These  hateful  sins  subdue  ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  my  mind, 
And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done, — my  cheerful  voice 

Shall  loud  hosannas  raise  : 
My  soul  shall  glow  with  gratitude, — 
My  lips  pronounce  thy  praise. 


INVITING. 


2  HYMN  225,  C.  H 

fjfj  Hie  Saviour's  Invitation. 

1  THE  Saviour  calls ; — let  every  ear 
I   Attend  the  heavenly  sound ; 

Ye  doubting  souls !  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow. 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners!  come  :  't  is  mercy's  voice  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour  !  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly. 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 


392  HYMNS  CCLVI,  CCLVII. 


256 


HYMN  256,  L.  M. 

Rest  for  the  weary  Penitent. 

1  /^OME,  weary  souls!  with  sin  distressed, 
\J  Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here,  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace ; — 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

3  Lord !  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come,  with  trembling; — yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

4  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith, — our  fears  remove  ; 
Oh !  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  jmide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


257 


HYMN  257,  C.  M. 

The  Oospel  Trumpet. 

1  T  ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
-L^  And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 

"With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toils, 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind ! — 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ! 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy,  here, 

In  a  rich  ocean  join; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 


^ 


inviting.  39s 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day : — 
Lord  !  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


258 


HYMN  258,  L.  M, 

Christ's  Invitation  to  Sinners. 

1  "  pOME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  ! 

\J  Ye   heavy-laden  sinners !  come ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me, — 

I  mi  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea. 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Blessed  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck. 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus !  we  come  at  thy  command  ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits,  to  thy  hand. 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


259 


260 


HYMN  259,  L.  M. 

Living-   Waters. 

1  TTO !  every  one  that  thirsts  !  draw  nigh ; 
■DL  T  is  God  invites  the  fallen  race  ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy. 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Ye  nothing  in  exchange  can  give. — 

Leave  all  ye  have  and  are  behind  ; 
Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

3  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come ; 

Sinners  !  obey  your  Maker's  voice  ; 
Return,  ye  weary  wanderers !  home, 
And  in  redeeming  love  rejoice. 

HYMN  260,  C.  M. 

The  Resolve. 

COME,  trembling  sinner  !  in  whose  breast, 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, — 


394  HYMNS  CCLXI,  CCLXII. 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve : — 
2  u  I  '11  go  to  Jesus  though  my  sin 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
I  '11  seek  his  courts,  and  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 
S  "  Prostrate  I  '11  fall  before  his  throne, 
'  And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 
I  '11  tell  him,  I  'm  a  wretch  undone, 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  M  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  "  I  can  hut  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For,  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 


261 


HYMN  261,  8s  and  7s,  Peculiar. 

-Q  Fountain  set  open. 

1  pOME  to  Calves  holy  mountain, 
yJ  Sinners,  ruined  by  the  fall ! 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Plows  to  you, — to  me, — to  all, — 
In  a  full  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, — 

Here  the  troubled,  peace  may  find ; 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more :-  - 

3  He  that  drinks  shall  live  for  ever, — 

'T  is  a  soul-reviving  flood  : 
God  is  faithful— God  will  never 

Break  his  covenant  in  blood ; — 
Signed,  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed,  when  he  was  glorified. 

g  n  o  HYMN  262,  8s  and  7s. 

/&\Js&  False  and  true  Pleasures. 

1   rPELL  us,  wanderer !  wildly  roving 
J-   From  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 


.      INVITING.  895 

Pleasure's  false  enchantment  loving, — 
When  will  thy  delusion  cease? 

2  Once,  like  thee,  by  joys  surrounded, 

We  could  kneel  at  pleasure's  shrine  ; 
Then  our  brightest  hopes  were  bounded, 
By  delights  as  false  as  thine. 

3  But  those  visions  never  blessed  us, — 

Soon  their  tieeting  day  was  o'er ; 
Then  the  world,  that  had  caressed  us, 
Charmed  us  with  its  smiles  no  more. 

4  Such  is  pleasure's  transient  story ; 

Lasting  happiness  is  known 
Only  in  the  path  to  glory, — 
In  the  Saviour's  love  alone. 


263 


HYMN  263,  L.  M. 

The  happrj  Choice. 


1  TO-DAY — if  ye  will  hear  his  voice, 

A   Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice ; 
Say — will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say — will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  rest ! 
Say — will  you  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
Will  you  be  saved  from  sin  and  hell  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell  ? 

3  Come  now,  dear  youth !  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name, — 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same, — 
Say — will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say — will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 


264 


HYMN  264,  C.  M. 

Pardon  and  Sanctification  in  Christ. 

1  TTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
-11  Our  sin — how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds, 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there 's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace, 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word ; — 


:J96  HYMNS  CCLXV,  CCLXVI. 

uHo!  ye  despairing  sinners  !  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
Oh  !  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God !  I  Hv  j 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul, 
From  stains  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 

C>a?\  HYMN  265,  CM. 

/C\}0  The   Way  to  Zion. 

1  TXQUIRE,  ve  pilgrims !  for  the  way 
1  That  leads  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face, 

With  a  determined  will. 

2  Oh  !  come,  and  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favor  there ; 
Before  his  footstool,  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer. 

3  Oh !  come,  and  join  your  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
Accept  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 

q  n  n  HYMN  266,  C.  M. 

/£  0  0  Invitation  to  the  Gospel  Feast. 

1  \TE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor  ! 
A    Behold  a  royal  feast, — 

Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  Here  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you,  come ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 
But  see !  there  yet  is  room  : — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  !ove  and  pity  meet; 


267 


ixvitixg.  397 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

Oh  :  come,  and  with  his  children,  taste 
The  blessings  >f  his  \ 

While  hope  attend-  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  j'»y-  above. 

There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 

In  songs  on  earth  unknown. 

HYMN  267,  C.  M. 

The  Fountain  of  living    Waters. 

1  AH!  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
\J  Are  in  the  gospel  found, 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case 

Who  hears  the  joyful  sound! 

2  Come.  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds, 

Your  every  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, — 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  waters  flows, 

And  heavenly  joys  imparts  ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls  !  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink,  with  thankful  hearts. 

4  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  vou, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace ; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 


268 


HYMN  268,  7s. 

Sinners  urged  to  accept  the  Invitation. 

YE  !   who  in  his  courts  are  found, 
Listening  to  the  joyful  sound, 
Lost  and  helpless  as  ye  are, 
Sons  of  sorrow.* sin,  and  care, — 
Glorify  the  Kin^r  of  kings, 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 
Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes. 
View  this  bleeding  sacrifice  : 
See,  in  him.  your  sins  forgiven, 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heaven: 

34 


398  HYMNS  CCLXIX,  CCLXX. 


269 


270 


Glorify  the  King  of  kings, 

Take  the  peace  the  gospel  "brings. 

HYMN  269,  7s. 

Expostulation  with  Sinn  irs. 

C  I3TNERS !  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
^5  God,  your  Maker,  asks  you — Why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made*you  with  himself  to  live, — 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, — 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures !  why, 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 
Sinners  !  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Go<T  your  Saviour,  asks  you — Why?  . 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live  : — 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners  !  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 
Sinners  !  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you — Why  ? 
Many  a  time  with  you  he  strove, 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love  : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Oh  !  ye  guilty  sinners  !   why — 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die? 

HYMN  270,  €.  M. 

Expostulation  with  Sinners. 

1  LINKERS  !  the  voice  of  God  regard  ; 

O  'T  is  Mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 
He  calls  you,  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that,cannot  rest. 

You  live  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings,  within  your  breast, 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell ; 

And  will  you  onward  go  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  burnings  dwell, 
Or  bear  eternal  woe  ? 


inviting.  399 

4  Lo!  he.  who  tairns  to  God.  shall  live, 

Thn>::  i  Lading  grace  ; 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 

5  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word — 

Renouncing  every  sin; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts ; — 

He  pardons  like  a  God ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults. 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 


°71 


HYMN  271,  L.  M. 

Knocking  at  the  Door. 

1  T)EHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ! 

-L)  He  gently  knocks, — has  knocked  befoie; 
Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh  !  lovely  attitude — he  stands 
"With  melting  heart  and  loaded  hands  : 
Oh  !  matchless  kindness — and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  \ 
He  will — the  very  friend  you  need : 
The  friend  of  sinners — yes.  't  is  he. 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise — touched  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, — 
That  soul-destroying  monster,  sin, — 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in.    • 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn. — 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return  : 
Admit  him, — or  the  hour  'a  at  hand, 
You'll  at  his  door  rejected  stand. 


272 


HYMN  272,  8s,  7s  and  4s. 

Invitation  to  Sinners. 


1  pOME,  ye  sinners  !  heavy-laden, 
VJ  Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall, — 


400  HYMN  CCLXXIII 

If  you  wait  till  yon  are  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  : 

Sinners  only, 

Christ,  the  Saviour,  came  to  call. 

2  Let  no  sense  of  guilt  prevent  you, 

iSTor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 
This  he  gives  you  ; — 

'T  is  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him, 

There  he  groans,  and  bleeds,  and  dies: 
"  It  is  finished"— 

Heaven  accepts  the  sacrifice. 

4  Lo  !  th'  incarnate  God  ascending 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him, — venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 
None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetlv  echo  with  his  name ; 
Hallelujah  !— 

Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

HYMN  273,  L.  M. 

The  Sinner  entreated. 

1  1)  ETURX,  0  wanderer  !   now  return, 
JA  And  seek  thine  injured  Father's  face; 
Those  new  desires,  that  in  thee  burn, 

Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer !  now  return, 
He  hears  thy  deep  repentant  sigh ; 

He  hears  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  intruding  ear  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer !  now  return, 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live ; 

Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 


273 


274 


INVITING.  401 

Return,  0  wanderer !  now  return, 
And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
Thy  Father  calls — "  No  longer  mourn !" 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

HYMN  274,  C.  M. 

The  heavenly   Quest. 

1  A  ND  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend, 
A  To  visit  sinful  worms  \ 

Thus  at  the  door  shall  mercy  stand, 
In  all  her  winning  forms  ? 

2  Shall  Jesus  for  admittance  plead, 

His  charming  voice  unheard  ? 
And  this  vile  heart,  for  which  he  bled, 
Remain  for  ever  barred  ? 

3  'T  is  sin,  alas !  with  tyrant  power, 

The  lounging  has  possessed ; 
And  crowds  of  traitors  bar  the  door, 
Against  the  heavenly  guest, 

4  Lord!  rise  in  thine  all-conquering  grace, 

Thy  mighty  power  display  : 
One  beam  of  glory  from  thy  face 
Can  drive  my  foes  away. 

5  Ye  vile  seducers  !  hence  depart : 

Dear  Saviour  !  enter  in  : 
Oh !  guard  the  passage  to  my  heart, 
And  keep  out  every  sin. 


275 


HYMN  275;  8s,  7s  and  4s. 

Glad  tidings. 


1  OINNERS  !  will  you  scorn  the  message 
kJ  Coming  from  the  courts  above  ? 
Mercy  speaks  in  every  passage  ; 

Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 
Oh  !  believe  it, — 

Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Now,  the  heralds  of  salvation 

Joyful  news  from  heaven  proclaim  ; — 
Sinners  freed  from  condemnation, 

Through  the  all-atoning  Lamb  I 
Life  receiving — 

Through  the  all-atoning  Lamb. 

34* 


402         HYMNS  CCLXXVI,  CCLXXYIL 

3  Who  hath  their  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word  ? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon, 

Freely  offered  by  the  Lord  ? 
Life  immortal, — 

Freely  offered  by  the  Lord. 

4  0  ye  angels!  hovering  round  us, — 

Waiting  spirits !  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 

Tidings  bear  without  delay, — 
Rebel-sinners 

Glad  the  message  will  obey. 


276 

1 


HYMN  276,  8.  M. 

The  accepted  Time. 

"YTOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
-I- *   Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
0  sinners !   come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ; — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise,  in  his  word, 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord !  draw  reluctant  souls, 

And  melt  them  by  -thy  love  ; 
Then  will  the  angels  speed  their  way, 
To  bear  the  news  above. 


277 


HYMN  277,  8s  and  4s. 

The  Gospel   Trumpet. 


1  TT  ARK — hark  !  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds,— 
■Dt  Through  the  wide  earth,  the  echo  bounds,- 
Pardon  and  peace  by  Jesus'  blood  ! 

Sinners  are  reconciled  to  God, 
By  grace  divine. 

2  Come,  sinners !  hear  the  joyful  news, 
Nor  longer  dare  the  grace  refuse  ; 


278 


INVITING.  403 

Mercy  and  justice  here  combine, 
Goodness  and  truth  harmonious  join, 
V  invite  you  near. 

Ye  saints  in  glory  !   strike  the  lyre  ; 
Ye  mortals  I   catch  the  sacred  tire  ; 
Let  both  the  Saviour's  love  proclaim  ;  — 
For  ever  worth;  is  the  Lamb 
Of  endless  praise. 

HYMN  278,  C.  M. 

The    Young  exhorted. 

1  VE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm  ! 

A    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near ; 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 
And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  The  soul,  that  longs  to  see  his  face. 

Is  sure  his  love  to  gain; 
And  they,  who  early  seek  his  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 

4  What  object,  Lord!  my  soul  should  move, 

If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  ? 

5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys ! 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind; 
T  is  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
For  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


279 


HYMN  279,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Children  exhorted. 

1  CHILDREN:  hear  the  melting  story 
v7  Of  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain  ; 
'T  is  the  Lord  of  life  and  glory  ; 

Shall  he  plead  with  you  in  vain  ? 
Oh !  receive  him, 

And  salvation  now  obtain. 

2  Yield  no  more  to  sin  and  folly, 

So  displeasing  in  his  sight ; 


404 


HYMNS  CCLXXX,  CCLXXXI. 


Jesus  loves  the  pure  and  holy, 
They  alone  are  his  delight ; 

Seek  his  favor, 

And  your  hearts  to  him  unite. 

3  All  your  sins  to  him  confessing 
Who  is  ready  to  forgive, 

Seek  the  Saviour's  richest  blessing, 
On  his  precious  name  believe ; 

He  is  waiting, — 

Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 


280 


HYMN  280,  7s. 

Children  invited  to  Christ. 


1  riHILDREN!  listen  to  the  Lord, 
\J  And  obey  his  gracious  word ; 
Seek  his  face  with  heart  and  mind- 
Early  seek,  and  you  shall  find. 

2  Sorrowful,  your  sins  confess ; 
Plead  his  perfect  righteousness ; 
See  the  Saviour's  bleeding  side ; — 
Come — you  will  not  be  denied. 

3  For  his  worship  now  prepare  ; 
Kneel  to  him  in  fervent  prayer  ; 
Serve  him  with  a  perfect  heart ; 
Never  from  his  ways  depart. 


PENITENTIAL. 


281 


HYMN  281,  C.  M. 

Contrition. 


1  A  THOU !  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
yf  Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 

Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ; — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 

Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 

Hast  thou  not  said — "Return?" 

8  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 
To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 


282 


283 


PENITENTIAL.  405 

Oh !  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

Oh  !  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 

A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

HYMN  282,  7s. 

Repentance  at  the  Cross  of  Christ. 

HEARTS  of  stone  !  relent,  relent. 
Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued ; 
See  his  body,  mangled,  rent. 

Covered  with  a  gore  of  blood ! 
Sinful  soul !   what  hast  thou  done  ? 
Crucified  God's  only  Son ! 

Yes.  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there, 

Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 
Pierced  him  with  a  bloody  spear, 

Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice.— 

While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vaiD, — 
Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue, — 

Open  all  his  wounds  again. — 
And  the  shameful  cross  renew? 

So ; — with  all  my  sins  I  '11  part. 

Break,  Oh !  break,  my  bleeding  heart ! 

HYMN  283,  L.  M.,  6  Lines. 

Pleading  in  Jetus^  ~Yame. 

1  "PATHER  of  mercies.  God  of  love  ! 

-F    Oh  I  hear  an  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, — 
Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  ; 
Oh  !  deign  to  hear  my  mournful  voice, 
And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice. 

2  I  urge  no  merit  of  my  own. — 

Xo  worth  to  claim  thy  gracious  smile  ; 
Ufa, — wh^n  I  come  before  thy  throne, 

Dare  to  converse  with  God  awhile, 
Thy  name,  blest  Jesus !  is  my  plea, — 
Dearest  and  sweetest  name  to  me. 


406        HYMXS  CCLXXXIV,  COLXXXV. 

3  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love  ! 

Then  hear  thine  humble  suppliant's  cry 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above. 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 
One  pard'ning  word  can  make  me  whole, 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 


284 


HYMN  284,  C.  M. 

Godly  Sorrow  at  the  Cross. 

1  A  LAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
-^1  And  did  my  sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  1  had  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity! — grace  unknown! — 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide. 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  floods  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord !  I  give  myself  away  ; — 
,'T  is  all  that  I  can  do. 


285 


HYMN  285,  L.  M,  6  Lines. 

Backslider's  Return  through   Christ. 

1  TITEARY  of  wandering  from  my  God, 

m    And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear,  and  bow  beneath  the  rod ; 

To  him,  with  penitence,  I  mourn : 
I  have  an  advocate  above, — 
A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  0  Jesus !  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  <  f  sin, — 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in; 
Oh  1  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  dying  sinner  still. 


PENITENTIAL.  407 

3  Ah!  give  me,  Lord  !  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  tlr  approach  of  sin  ; 
A  godly  tear  of  sin  impart. 

Implant,  and  root  it  deep  Within ; 
That  I  may  fear  thy  gracious  power, 
And  never  dare  t'  offend  thee  more. 


286 


287 


HYMN  286,  C.  M. 

Pcnittnce  and  Hope. 


1  T\EAE  Saviour  !   when  my  thoughts  recall 
U  The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

Low  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Oh !  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord ! 

The  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 

3  Then  shall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet. 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face: 
And  grateful  own— how  kind,  how  sweet, 
Thy  condescending  grace. 


HYMN  287,  7s. 

Confession  and  Entreaty. 

1  COYEREIGX  Ruler.  Lord  of  all ! 
O  Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall; 
Hear,  Oh !  hear  my  earnest  cry, 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, — 
Chief  of  sinners  I  have  been  ; 
Oft  abused  thee  to  thy  face, 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace. 

3  Justly  might  thy  righteous  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding,  broken  heart ; 
Justly  might  thine  angry  breath 
Blast  me  in  eternal  death. 

4  But  with  thee  there  's  mercy  found. 
Balm  to  heal  my  every  wound  : 
Soothe,  Oh !  soothe  the  troubled  breast, 
Give  the  weary  wanderer  rest. 


408      HYMNS  CCLXXXVIII,  CCLXXXIX. 

OQQ  HYMN  288,  CM. 

/COO  Penitence. 

1  D  ROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet, 
Jt    A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 

And  upwards,  to  thy  mercy-seat, 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Let  not  thy  justice  frown  me  hence ; 

Oh !  stay  the  vengeful  storm ; 
Forbid  it,  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  could  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should,  from  both  my  weeping  eyes, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  pkad 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, — 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  sp^lt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord  ! 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  ; 
Then  justice  will  approve  the  word. 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

OQQ  HYMN  289,  C.  M. 

/CO  tJ  Pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  T  ORD  !  at  thy  feet,  we  sinners  lie, 
JlJ  And  knock  at  mercy's  door  ; 

With  bleeding  heart,  and  downcast  eye, 
Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  Without  thy  grace,  we  sink  oppressed, 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Oh  !  give  our  troubled  spirits  rest, 
Our  gloomy  fears  dispel. 

3  T  is  mercy — mercy  now — we  plead ; 

Let  thy  compassion  move  ; — 
Mercy,  that  led  thee  once  to  bleed, 
In  tenderness  and  love. 

4  In  mercy  now,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

O  God  !  our  sins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  stubborn  hearts  can  break, 
And,  breaking,  bid  us  live. 


290 


PENITENTIAL.  409 

HYMN  290,  Us  and  10s. 

Tu  the  JWcrcy-Seat. 

1  /  U)ME,  ye  disconsolate:  where'er  ye  languish, 
V  Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel: 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  ffere  tell  your 

anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure  ! 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, — 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  : 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love ;  come,  ever  knowing, 

Earth  has  no  sorrow,  but  heaven  can  remove 


291 


HYMN  291,  C.  M. 

The  Friend  of  Sinners. 

1  JESUS  !  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend  ; 
^    As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, — 

Remember  Calvary  : 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans. 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  Advocate  with  God ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee  ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
Dear  Lord  !   remember  me. 

4  Lord !  I  am  guilty — I  am  vile, 

But  thy  salvation's  free; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace, 
Dear  Lord!  remember  me. 

5  And,  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

When  creature-helps  all  flee, 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer  God ! 
I  ]>ray,  remember  me. 


292 


HYMN  292,  S.  M. 

Repentance,  in  view  of  Christ's  Companion. 


1   FilD  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ?— 
U  And  shall  our  cheeks  he  dry  ? 

35 


410  HYMNS  CCXCIII,  CCXCIV. 

Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  angels  wondering  see ; 
Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

8  He  wept — that  we  might  weep  ; — 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; — 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, — 
There  is  no  weeping  there. 


293 


HYMN  293,  C.  M. 

The  Soul  casting  itself  on  CJirist, 

1  A  PPROAOH,  my  soul!  the  mercy-seat, 
A  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh : 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord !  am  I. 

3  Bowred  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

♦  By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  wars  without  aud  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  thou  hast  died. 

5  Oh !   wondrous  love,  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame. 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name  ! 


294 


HYMN  294,  C.  M. 

In-dwelling  Sin  lamented. 


1  YyiTH  tears  of  anguish,  I  lament, 

» »     Before  thy  feet,  my  God ! 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure,  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false,  as  mine  has  been ; 


PENITENTIAL.  411 

So  faithless  to  its  promises, — 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour  !  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest? 

4  Break,  sovereign  grace !   Oh !   break  the  charm, 

And  set  thy  captive  free: 
Reveal,  great  God!   thy  mighty  arm, 
And  baste  to  rescue  me. 


295 


HYMN  295,  C.  M. 

Sin  bewailed  at  the  Cross. 


1  AH  !  if  my  soul  was  formed  for  woe, 
yj   How  would  I  vent  my  sighs  ! 
Repentance  should,  like  rivers,  flow 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 

2  !T  was  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree. — 
And  groaned  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul! — for  thee. 

3  Oh  !  how  I  hate  those  sins  of  mine, 

That  shed  the  Saviour's  blood; 
That  pierced  and  nailed  his  sacred  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood ! 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer !  they  shall  die  ; 

My  heart  hath  so  decreed ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things, 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  While,  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murdered  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slav  the  murderers  too. 


.296 


HYMN  296,  C.  M. 

JWouramg  at  the  Sepulchre. 


1  VE  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord  I 

1    Cast  all  your  fears  away  ; 
Praw  near,  and,  with  delight,  behold 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  ;- 

'T  was  love  that  brought  him  low ; 


412  HYMN  00X0 VII. 

Thus  low  in  death  the  Saviour  lay, 
TV  ho  lived  and  bled  for  you. 

3  If  ye  have  wept  at  yonder  cross, 

And  still  your  sorrows  rise, 
Stoop  down,  and  view  the  vanquished  grave, 
And  wipe  your  weeping  eyes. 

4  Your  Saviour  lives, — for  ever  lives ! — 

Raise  a  triumphant  strain ; 
No  powers  of  hell,  nor  bars  of  death, 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 

5  O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  now  presides, 

Though  once  among  the  dead ; 
And  to  eternity  shall  reign 
Creation's  glorious  Head. 

6  Ye  mourning  souls  !  rejoice,  while  you 

His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
As  Christ  arose,  so  you  shall  rise 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

QQ7  HYMN  297,  CM. 

£  *J   I  Returning  to  Christ. 

1  TJOW  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
-tl  Has  wandered  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, — 

Forgetful  of  his  word ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls — u  Return  !" 

Dear  Lord  !  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 

Oh  !  take  the  wanderer  home.  , 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace !  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious — how  divine  ! 
That  can,  to  life  and  bliss,  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine  ! 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love — so  free,  so  sweet — 

Dear  Saviour !  I  adore  ; 
Oh  !  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


299 


CONVERSION.  413 


CONVERSION. 


298 


HYMN  298,  C.  P.  M. 

The  j\"ew  Birth. 

AWAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 
And  knew  not  where  to  go: 

One  solemn  truth  increased  my  pain, — 
The  sinner  "  must  be  born  again," 
Or  sink  to  endless  woe. 

I  heard  the  law  its  thunders  roll, 
While  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, — 

A  vast  oppressive  load  : 
All  creature  aid  I  saw  was  vain ; — 
The  sinner  4i  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell — 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell, 

To  bring  salvation  near: 
Yet  still  I  found  this  truth  remain, — 
The  sinner  u  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  in  deep  despair. 

But,  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  bleeding  Saviour  passed  that  way, 

My  bondage  to  remove  : 
The  sinner,  once  by  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 


'F 


HYMN  299,  L.  M. 

God,  the  Portion  of  the  Soul* 

APw  from  thy. fold,  0  God!  my  feet 
Once  moved  in  error's  devious  maze ; 
Nor  found  religious  duties  sweet, 

Nor  sought  thy  face,  nor  loved  thy  ways. 

With  tenderest  voice,  thou  bad'st  me  flee 
The  paths,  which  thou  couldst  ne'er  approve ; 

And  gently  drew  my  soul  to  thee, 
With  cords  of  sweet  eternal  love. 


35* 


414  HYMNS  CCC,  OCCI. 

S  Now  to  thy  footstool,  Lord !  I  fly, 
And  low  in  self-abasement  fall; 
A  vile,  a  helpless  worm,  am  I, 
And  thou,  my  God !  art  all  in  all. 

4  Dearer — far  dearer  to  my  heart, 

Than  all  the  joys  that  earth  can  give; 
From  fame,  from  wealth,  from  friends  I  'd  pail 
Beneath  thy  countenance  to  live. 


300 


301 


HYMN  300,  8s  and  7s. 

Taking  up  the  Cross. 

1  TESTIS !  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
0  All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be ; 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, — 

All  I  Ve  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known! 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, — 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me: — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 
Oh !  while  thou  dost  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love  and  might ! 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me  ; — 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Perish,  earthly  fame  and  treasure  ! 

Come,  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain!. 
In  thy  service,  pain  is  pleasure; 

With  thy  favor,  life  is  gain  : 
Oh  !  't  is  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh  !   't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

HYMN  301,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Surrender. 

WELCOME,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer! 
Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Lord !  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  power  and  thought  be  thine ; 
Thine  entirely, — 

Through  eternal  ages  thine. 


CONVERSION.  415 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 

Earth  and  hell  will  disappear; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession, 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near : — 
Shout,  0  Zion ! 

Shout,  ye  saints  !  the  Lord  is  here. 


302 


HYMN  302,  7s. 

Love  to  the  Saints. 


1  DEOPLE  of  the  living  God  ! 

A    I  have  Bought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found ; 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest : 
Brethren  !  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh  !  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam. 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave  : 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, — 

Every  idol  I  resign. 


303 


'Pi 


HYMN  303,  C.  M. 

Subdued  by  the  Cross. 

evil,  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear. 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree. 

In  agonies  and  blood: 
He  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  slood. 

3  Oh  !  never,  till  my  latest  breath, 

Shall  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

It  plunged  me  in  despair  : 


304 


416  HYMXS  ccciv,  cccy. 

I  saw,  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt. 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  that  said, 

"I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, — 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays, 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, — 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, — 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

HYMN  304,  8s  and  7s. 

Redemption. 

1  C  WEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
^  Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ! 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I  '11  sit,  for  ever  viewing 
Mercy  streaming  in  his  blood  ; — 

Precious  drops !   my  soul  bedewing, 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  GocL 

3  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 
While  upon  the  cross  I  gaze ; 

Love  I  much  ? — I  Ve  much  forgiven, — 
I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

4  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
Gazing  here  I  'd  spend  my  breath ; 

Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, — 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

5  Lord !  in  ceaseless  contemplation, 
Fix  my  heart  and  eyes  on  thine, 

Till  I  taste  thy  whole  salvation, 
Where,  unveiled,  thy  glories  shine. 


305 


HYMN  305,  L.  M. 

Parting  with  carnal  Joys. 

1  T  SEXD  the  joys  of  earth  away,— 
J-  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind f 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 

And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floa.mg  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair ; 


306 


CONVERSION.  417 

And,  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord !   I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss  : 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4.  Now,  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes ; 
Oh  !  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  GoS, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

HYMN  306,  S.  M. 

Rejoicing. 

1  \j~OW  let  our  voices  join 
li    To  raise  a  sacred  song ; 

Ye  pilgrims  !  in  Jehovah's  ways, 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  See — flowers  of  paradise, 

In  rich  profusion,  spring  ; 

The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 

And  dear  companions  sing. 

3  See— Salem's  golden  spires, 

In  beauteous  prospect,  rise  ; 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Which  sparkle  through  the  skies. 

4  All  honor  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way, — 
To  him,  who  leads  the  pilgrims  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 


307 


HYMN  307,  C.  M 

Salvation  welcomed. 

OALVATION!  Oh!  the  joyful  sound; 
O  T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; — 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
A  t  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 


418  HYMNS  CCCVIII,  CCCIX 

But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation! — let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


308 


HYMN  308,  7s. 

Darkness  turned  to  Light. 

1  T)  OUNDLESS  glory,  Lord !  be  thine  ; 
JO  Thou  hast  made  the  darkness  shine; 
Thou  hast  sent  a  cheering  ray ; 

Thou  hast  turned  our  night  to  day. 

2  Darkness  long  involved  us  round, 
Till  we  knew  the  joyful  sound; 
Then  our  darkness  fled  away, — 
Chased  by  truth's  effulgent  ray. 

3  They  are  blessed,  and  none  beside, — 
They,  who  in  the  truth  abide ; 

Clear,  the  light  that  marks  their  way — 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

4  Guide  us,  Saviour !  through  the  road, 
Till  we  reach  the  saints'  abode ; 

Till  we  see  thee  throned  above, 
As  thou  art, — the  God  of  love. 


309 


HYMN  309,  C.  M. 

Returning  to  Zion. 

1  C IXG,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord ! 
^  Your  great  Deliverer  sing : 

Ye  pilgrims  !  now,  for  Zion  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  mate; — 

How  peaceful  and  how  plain ! 
The  simplest  traveler  need  not  err, 
Nor  seek  the  path  in  vain. 

3  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 

4  Bright  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head ; 


CONVERSION.  419 

While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows,  all  are  lied. 

5  March  on,  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 
Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
With  joyful  hope,  still  fix  your  eye        » 
On  Zion's  heavenly  hill. 

O  1  A  HYMN  310,  S.  M. 

tJ  x  \J  Submission  to  Christ. 

1  TESUS !  I  come  to  thee, 

0  A  sinner  doomed  to  die  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  cross, — 

Here  at  thy  feet  I  lie. 

2  Can  mercy  reach  my  case, 

And  all  my  sins  remove  ? 
Break,  0  my  God !   this  heart  of  stone, 
And  melt  it  by  thy  love. 

3  Too  long  my  soul  has  gone,  . 

Far  from  my  God,  astray ; 

1  Ve  sported  on  the  brink  of  hell, 

In  sin's  delusive  way. 

4  But,  Lord  !   my  heart  is  fixed, — 

I  hope  in  thee  alone  ; 
Break  off  the  chains  of  sin  and  death, 
And  bind  me  to  thy  throne. 

5  Thy  blood  can  cleanse  my  heart. 

Thy  hand  can  wipe  my  tears ; — 
Oh !  send  thy  blessed  Spirit  down, 
To  banish  all  my  fears. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  arise. 

From  sin  and  Satan  free ; 
Redeemed  from  hell  and  every  foe, 
'  I  '11  trust  alone  in  thee. 


311 

1 


HYMN  311,  C.  M. 

Self-Dedication. 

WELCOME,  0  Saviour!  to  my  heart; 
*»     Possess  thine  humble  throne; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 


2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake, 
To  thee,  I  all  resign  ; 


420  hymns  cccxii,  cccxiii. 

My  longing  heart,  O  Jesus  !  take, 
And  til]  with  love  divine. 

3  Oh  !  may  I  never  turn  aside, 
Nor  from  thy  bosom  tiee ; 
.Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide,  - 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 


312 


313 


HYMN  312,  C.  BL 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit  of  Adoption, 

1  CPIRIT  of  holiness!  look  down, 
O  Our  fainting  hearts  to  cheer  ; 
And,  when  we  tremble  at  thy  frown, 

Oh !  bring  thy  comforts  near. 

2  The  terrors  thy  convictions  wrought, 

Oh !  let  thy  grace  remove ; 
And  may  the  souls,  which  thou  hast  taught 
To  weep,  now  learn  to  love. 

8  Now  let  thy  saving  mercy  heal 
The  wounds  it  made  before ; 
Now  on  our  hearts  impress  thy  seal, 
That  w^e  may  doubt  no  more. 

4  Complete  the  work  thou  hast  begun, 

And  make  our  darkness  light,— 
That  we  a  glorious  race  may  run, 
Till  faith  be  lost  in  sight. 

5  Then,  as  our  wandering  eyes  discern 

The  Lord's  unclouded  face, 
In  fitter  language,  we  shall  learn 
To  sing  triumphant  grace. 

HYMN  313,  C,  M. 

Old   Things  passed  away. 

1  TET  earthly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
J-J  It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  to<% 

But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  joys  can  now  no  longer  please, 

Nor  e'en  content  afford ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As,  by  the  light  of  opening  day, 

The  stars  are  all  concealed ; 


314 


CONVERSION.  421 

So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away. 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

Creatures  uo  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart  ; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 

Have  flxed  my  roving  heart. 

But  may  I  hope,  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  worthless  worm  like  me? 
Dear  Lord  !  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee. 

HYMN  314,  C.  M. 

The  full  Purpose. 

1  TX  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 
-L  My  journey  I  "11  pursue  ; 

Hinder  me  not, — ye  much-loved  saints! 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leads, 

1 111  follow  where  he  goes ; 
Hinder  me  not! — shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 

I  '11  go  at  his  command  : 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuers  land. 

4  And,  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, — 
Hinder  me  not, — come,  welcome,  death 

I  '11  gladly  go  with  thee. 


315 


HYMN  315,  8s  and  7s. 

Redeeming  Love. 


1  pOME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing  ! 
\J  Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 

Sung  by  raptured  saints  above ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 

3(3 


42?  HYMXS  CCCXVI,  CCCXYII. 

He  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

*  Oh !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 
Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be ! 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord !  like  a  letter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 

5  Prone  to  wander, — Lord  !   I  feel  it ; 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  1  love ; 
Here  'a  my  heart,  Oh  !  take  and  seal  it,- 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


316 


HYMN  316,  C.  M. 

Joy  over  the  Penitent. 


1  AH !   how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
v/   When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And,  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 

His  sin  and  error  mourns ! 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below, 

In  songs,  their  tongues  employ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  tilled  with  joy. 

3  Well-pleased,  the  Father  sees,  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan  ; 

Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 

And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  tire: 
"The  sinner  lost  is  found I'1 — they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 


317 


HYMN  317,  L.  M. 

Joy  in  Heacen  for  a  repenting  Sinner. 


1  Y\rHO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 

'  I     Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, — 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 

2  Wit  i  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  formed  anew, 


COXYEKSION.  -±23 

And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

31  q  HYMN  318,  S.  M. 

X  O  The  Song  of  the  Saved  on  Earth. 

1  "PROM  Egypt's  bondage  come, 

Jl    Where  death  and  darkness  reign, 
We  seek  a  new,  a  better  home, 
Where  we  our  rest  shall  gain. 

2  To  Canaan's  sacred  bound, 

We  haste  with  songs  of  joy, 
Where  peace  and  liberty  are  found, 
And  sweets  that  never  cloy. 

3  There  sin  and  sorrow  cease, 

And  every  contiict  's  o'er  ; 
There  we  shall  dwell  in  endless  peace, 
Xor  thirst  nor  hunger  more. 

4  There,  in  celestial  strains, 

Enraptured  myriads  sing ; 
And  love  in  every  bosom  reigns, — 
For  God  himself  is  king. 

5  We  hope  to  join  the  throng, 

And  soon  their  pleasures  share, — 
To  sing  the  everlasting  song, 
With  all  the  ransomed  there. 

6  How  sweet  the  prospect  is  I 

It  cheers  the  pilgrim's  breast; 
We  Ye  journeying,  through  the  wilderness, 
To  our  eternal  rest. 


319 


HYMN  319,  L.  M 

A    Youth,  seeking  heavenly    Wisdom. 

1  T  ASK  not  wealth,  nor  pomp,  nor  power 
A  Nor  fleeting  pleasures  of  au  hour  : 

My  soul  aspires  to  nobler  things 
Than  all  the  pride  and  state  of  kings. 

2  One  thing  I  ask  ; — Lord  !  wilt  thou  hear, 
And  grant  my  soul  a  gift  so  dear  ? — 
Wisdom,  descending  from  above, 

The  sweetest  token  of  thy  love: — 

3  Wisdom,  betimes  to  know  the  Lord, 
To  fear  his  name,  and  keep  his  word ; 


424  HYMN  CCCXX. 

To  lead  my  feet  in  paths  of  truth, 

And  guide  and  guard  roy  wandering  youth. 

4  Then,  shouldst  thou  grant  a  length  of  days, 
My  life  shall  still  proclaim  thy  praise; 
Or  early  death  my  soul  convey 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 


320 


HYMN  320,  H.  M. 

Renouncing  the   World, 

1  pOME,  my  fond  fluttering  heart ! 
\J  Come,  struggle  to  be  free ; 
Thou  and  the  world  must  part, 

However  hard  it  be  : 
My  trembling  spirit  owns  it  just, 
But  cleaves  yet  closer  to  the  dust. 

2  Ye  tempting  sweets !  forbear  ; 

Ye  dearest  idols.!  fall ; 
My  love  ye  must  not  share, 

Jesus  shall  have  it  all : 
T  is  bitter  pain, — 't  is  cruel  smart, — 
But,  ah  !  thou  must  consent,  my  heart ! 

3  Ye  fair  enchanting  throng ! 

Ye  golden  dreams  !  farewell ! 
Earth  has  prevailed  too  long, 

And  now  I  break  the  spell : 
Farewell,  ye  joys  of  early  years!  — 
Jesus  !  forgive  these  parting  tears. 

4  In  Gilead  there  is  balm, 

A  kind  Physician  there, 
My  fevered  mind  to  calm. 

And  bid  me  not  despair : 
Aid  me,  dear  Saviour !  set  me  free  ; 
My  all  I  would  resign  to  thee. 

5  Oh !  may  I  feel  thy  worth, 

And  let  no  idol  dare, — 
No  vanity  of  earth, 

With  thee,  my  Lord !  compare  : 
Now  bid  all  worldly  joys  depart, 
And  reign  supremely  in  my  heart 


321 


CHRISTIAN.  425 


CHRISTIAN. 


HYMN  321,  7s. 

Rejoicing  in   Jesus. 

1   \TOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
-Li    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name; 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

£  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move. 
Praise,  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls  !   dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  sinful  fears : 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, — 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome  a1.!,  by  sin  oppressed, — 
Welcome  10  his  sacred  rest ! 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, — 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring; 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string  ; 
Mortals !  join  the  hosts  above, — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home. 
When  we  to  his  glory  come. 
We  shall  all  the  fullness  prove 
Of  the  Lord's  redeeming  love. 


322 


HYMN  322,  8s  and  7s. 

Joyful  Hope. 

KNOW,  my  soul !  thy  full  salvation  ; 
Rise  o'er  sin.  and  fear  and  care, 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear : 
Think,  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think,  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think,  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  ; — 
Child  .of  heaven  !  canst  thou  repine  ? 


426  HYMNS  CCCXXIII,  CCCXXIV. 

2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory. 

•Armed  with  faith,  and  winged  with  prayer  ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there  : 
Soon  shall  close  thine  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, — 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


323 


HYMN  323,  S.  M, 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  riRACE  ! — 't  is  a  charming  sound, — 
VJ  Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days  : 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


324 


HYMN  324,  C.  M. 

Filial   Obedience. 

1  pRACE,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 
VJ  Abides  and  reigns  within ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 

The  sons  of  God  to  sin. 

2  Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  slave, 

Do  they  perform  his  will ; 
But,  with  the  noblest  powers  they  have, 
His  sweet  commands  fulfill. 

3  They  find  access,  at  every  hour, 

To  God,  within  the  veil ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quickening  power, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 


CHRISTIAN.  427 

4  OL  !  happv  souls! — Oh!  glorious  state 

Of  overflowing  grace. — 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
Aud  see  his  lovely  face. 

5  Lord!  I  address  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad. 

And  make  my  comforts  strong; 
Then  shall  I  say.— "My  Father,  God!"— 
With  an  unwavering  tongue. 


325 


HYMN  325,  C.  M. 

Faith  encouraged  by  ancient  Examples. 

1  "DISE,  0  my  soul !  pursue  the  path, 
-It'  By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men, 

Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  : 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'T  was  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood, 

They  conquered  every  foe : 
And,  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord !  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given : 

And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 


326 


HYltN  326,  L.  M. 

Salvation  through   Christ. 


1  \TOW.  to  the  power  of  God  supreme, 
-L*    Be  everlasting  honors  given  : 

He  saves  from  hell. — we  bless  his  name, — 
He  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties,  or  deserts. 

But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 


428        HYMNS  OOOXXVII,  OCCXXVIII. 

3  'T  was  his  own  purpose,  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels,  doomed  to  die ; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ,  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 
And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known ; 

Declares  the  great  transaction  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dies, — and,  in  that  dreadful  night, 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy  ; 

Rising — he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 


327 

1 


HYMN  327,  C.  M. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

WHEN"  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hell's  fierce  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all;— 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul, 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll, 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


QOQ  HYMN  328,  7s  and  6s,  Peculiar. 

t)/vO  Pilgrim's  Song. 

1  T)ISE,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings. 
At  Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul !  and  haste  away, 

To  seats  prepared  above. 


CHRISTIAN.  429 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Ner  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun, — 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source ; 
So  a  soul,  that 's  born  of  God. 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode. 

To  rest  in  \m  embrace* 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims !  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies : 
Yet  a  season, — and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


329 


HYMN  329,  C.  M. 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  T  ORD  !  we  confess  our  numerous  faults  ; 
J^  How  great  our  guilt  has  been ! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 

And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But.  0  my  soul !  for  ever  praise, 

For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dangerous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  *T  is  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done, 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'T  is  from  the  mercy  of  our  God, 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'T  is  by  the  water,  and  the  blood, 
Our  souls  are  washed  from  sin. 

5  'T  is  through  the  purchase  of  his  death 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  clown,  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew; 

And.  justified  by  grace, 
W^  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 


430  HYMNS  CCOXXX,  OCOXXX1. 


330 


HYMN  330,  S.  M. 

Heavenly    Joy  on  Earth. 

1  pOME,  ye  who  love  the  Lord! 
V^  And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  1  et  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  began  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We  're  marching  through  ImmanueFs  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


331 


HYMN  331,  C.  M. 

Redemption  and  Protection. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul !  my  joyful  powers  ! 
A  And  triumph  in  my  God ; 
Awake,  my  voice  !  and  loud  proclaim 

His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  raised  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, — 

The  opening  gates  of  hell ; 
And  fixed  my  standing  more  secure, 
Than  't  was  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlasting  love, 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed; 
And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 


CHT-ilSTTAN.  431 


5  Arise,  my  soul !  awake,  my  voice ! 
And  times  of  pleasure  sing; 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 


332 


HYMN  332,  C.  M. 

Pleasures   unseen. 


1  A  EN   could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
v/   Above  these  gloomy  shades, 

To  those  bright  worlds,  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! — 

2  There,  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray. 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 

Unconscious  of  decay.  ■ 

3  Lord  !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Oh  !  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  hope  shall  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal,  in  the  skies. 


333 


HYMN  333,  C.  M. 

The  Robe  of  Righteousness. 


1  i  WAKE,  my  heart!  arise,  my  tongue! 
-ft.  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 

In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'T  is  he  adorned  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine  ; 

Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm, 

He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear ! 
These  ornaments — how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  white  *he  garments  are ! 


432        HYMN'S  CCCXXXIV,  CCCXXXV. 

5  Strangely,  my  sou! !  art  thou  arrayed 
By  the  great  sacred  Three  ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise. 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 


334 


HYMN  334,  L.  M. 

The  Christian  Race, 


1  4  WAKE,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears ! 
H  Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone ; 
Awake — and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True, — 't  is  a  strait  and  thorny  road. 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint  ;— 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love,  our  souls  shall  fly. 
BTor  tire  amid  the  hea\enlv  road. 


335 


HYMN  335.  C.  M. 

The  Christian  Race. 


1  4  WAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
■A  And  press  with  vigor  on; 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal. 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  Tis  God's  all-animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
T  is  he,  whose  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

3  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 


vzz       christian.  4;;:'. 

I  Blest  Saviour  !  introduced  by  I 
Our  race  have  Wl  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  vicrry,  at  thy  I 
We  "II  lay  our  trophies  down. 


336 


HYMN  336,  7s. 

Rejoicing  in  Hope. 


1  pHILDKEX  of  the  heavenly  King  ! 
\J  As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour'.-  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  : 
They  are  happy  now.  and  j*e 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock !  and  blest  : 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There,  your  seat  is  now  prepared. — 
There,  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not.  brethren!  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Sou, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  submissive  make  us  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 

.Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


337 


HYMN  337,  L.  M. 

The  Christian    Warfare. 


1  C  TAXD  up,  my  soul !  shake  oft  thy  fears, 
^  And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on: 
March  to  the  gates  oi  endk-ss  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain,  's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, — 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph,  when  lie  rose. 

3  Then,  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on. 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  ; 
There,  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign. 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

R7 


434    HYMNS  cccxxxvin,  CCCXXXIX. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  rttarry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 
"While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 


338 


HYMN  338,  C.  M. 

Holy  Love. 

1  TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
-ti  Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 

And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge, — alas !  't  is  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear : 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Before  Ave  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 


339 


HYMN  339,  L.  M. 

Love  to  God  and  Man. 

1  TJAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
±1  And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use,— 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brass — an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell, — 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still — I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyrrs  glorious  name; — 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 


340 


CHRISTIAN.  435 


HYMN  340,  L.  M. 

Who  on  Earth  arc  blessed. 


1  1>LEST  are  the  humble  souls,  that  see 
-D  Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given. 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heavi 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  h 

AVho  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows — 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state. 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls,  that  thirst  for  grace,- 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed. 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 


341 


HYMN  341,  L.  M. 

Jllio  on  Earth  are  bussed. 


1  "DLEST  are  the  men,  whose  hearts  do  move 
-*}  And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  : 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

2  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  : 

"With  endless  pleasure,  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

"Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, — 
The  sons  of  God — the  God  of  peace. 

4  Blest  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame,  for  Jesus'  sake  ; — 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord.— 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


342 


l  Tjcnv 


HYMN  342,  C.  M. 

Brotherly  Love. 

sweet  and  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
lien  those,  who  love  the  Lord, 


436  HYMNS  CCCXLIII,  CCCXLIY. 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 

And  so  fulfill  his  word ! 

2  Oh  !  may  we  feel  each  brothers  sigh, 

And  with  him  hear  a  part ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flow  ; 
Let  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action,  glow. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain,  that  hinds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he  ?s  an  heir  of  heaven,  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


343 


HYMN  343,  7s. 

Christian    Union  and  Love. 


1  TES  US,  Lord !  we  look  to  thee, 
*)   Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  peace, 
Bid  all  strife  for  ever  cease. 

2  Make  us  one  in  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind, 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Wholly  like  our  blessed  Lord. 

3  Let  us  each  for  others  care, 
Each  his  brother's  burden  bear, 
To  thy  church  a  pattern  give, 
Showing  how  believers. live. 

4  Let  us,  then,  with  joy,  remove 
To  thy  family  above ; 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly, — 
Showing  how  believers  die. 


344 


HYMN  344,  S.  H. 

Christian   Union. 


1  ])LEST  be  the  tie,  that  binds 
-D  Our  hearts,  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayer.-  ; 


CHRISTIAN.  437 

Our  fears,  our  hope?,  our  aims  are  one,— 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  wo  s, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bea 
And  often,  for  each  other,  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

•i  When  we  asunder  part. 
It  gives  us  inward  pain  : 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage,  by  the  way ; 

While  each,  in  expectation,  i'v 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  : 
And  perfect  loxe  and  friendship  reign, 
Through  all  eternity. 


345 


HYMN  345.  S.  M. 
u  in  C.:irist. 

1  T  ET  party  names  no  more 

-L  The  Christian  world  overspread  : 

Gentile  and  Jew.  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one,  in  Christ,  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth. 

Let  mutual  love  abound  : — 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance. 
'With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  thai  above. 
Where  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


346 


HYMN  346.  Ts. 

ians. 

1  Tj*'OE  a  season  called  to  part, 

-f    Let  us  now  ourselves  commend, 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus  !  hear  our  humble  prayer  : 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep! 


438         HYMNS  CCCXL VII,  CCCXLYIII. 

Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  ; 
Grant,  that,  if  we  live,  ere-long 
AVe  may  meet  in  peace  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Joyful  songs  to  thee  shall  rise, 

And  our  souls  shall  praise  the  Lord, 

AYho  regards  our  humble  cries. 


347 


HYMN  347,  C.  M. 

Love  to  our  Neighbor. 


1  T^ATHEB  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace 
-T   All-powerful  from  above, 

To  form,  in.  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh !  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress,  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  men, 

TThen  throned  above  the  skies ; 
And,  mid  th'  embraces  of  thy  love, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  gave  his  own  most  precious  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 


348 


HYIOT  348,  C.  M. 

Compassion  and  Charity. 

1  T)LEST  is  the  man,  whose  softening  heart 
-D  Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  Tain ; 

2  AYho?e  breast  expands  with  generous  warinth, 

A  brother's  woes  to  feel. 


CHRISTIAN.  489 

And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
lie  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief ; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  geutle  offices  of  love, 

His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  I've. 

5  He,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

Shall  present  peace  receive  : 
And,  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 


349 


HYMN  349,  C.  M. 

Fur  benevolent  Societies. 

1  T)PJGHT  Source  of  everlasting  love  ! 
-D  To  thee  our  souls  we  raise  ; 
And,  to  thy  sovereign  bounty,  rear 

A  monument  of  praise. 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  path  of  life, 

With  every  cheering  ray, 

Kindly  restrains  the  rising  tear, 

Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  When  sunk  in  guilt,  our  souls  approached 

The  borders  of  despair. 
Thy  grace,  through  Jesus'  blood,  proclaimed 
A  free  salvation  near. 

4  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lor  1 ! 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
Alas  !  the  goodness,  worms  can  yield, 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

5  To  tents  of  wof .  to  beds  of  pain, 

Our  cheerftr1  feet  repair  ; 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  th/  mourners  there. 

6  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy, 

The  orphan  shall  be  fed ; 
The  hungering  soul  we  "11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  bread. 


440  HYMNS  CCCL,  CCOLI. 


350 


HY1KN  350,  C.  M. 

Charitable  Appropriations. 

1  TESUS,  our  Lord!  how  rich  thy  grace.' 
^    Thy  bounties— how  complete  ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  wondrous  sum, 

Or  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light, 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
Since  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  children  of  thy  grace, 
Whose  humble  names  thou  wilt  confess, 
Before  thy  Fathers  face. 

4  In  them  may'st  thou  be  clothed  and  fed, 

Be  visited  and  cheered ; 
And,  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
The  Saviour's  voice  be  heard. 

5  Whatever  our  willing  hands  can  give, 

Lord  !  at  thy  feet  we  lay  ; 
Grace  will  the  humble  gift  receive, 
And  grace  at  length  repay. 


351 


HYMN  351,  S.  M. 

Supports  of  Religion. 

Y\fHEX  gloomy  doubts  and  fears 
1 1    The  trembling  heart  invade, 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
A  universal  shade  ;— 

Religion  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
And  every  fear  gives  up  its  rage, 

At  her  divine  control. 

Through  life's  bewildered  way, 
Her  hand  unerring  lead*  ; 

And,  o'er  the  path,  her  hea  ?enly  ray 
A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

When  reason,  tired  and  blind, 
Sinks  helpless  and  afraid ; 

Thou  blest  Supporter  of  the  mind  ! 
How  powerful  is  thine  aid  ! 


CHRISTIAN.  441 


5  Oh  !  let  me  feel  thy  power. 
And  find  thy  sweet  relief. 
To  cheer  my  every  gloomy  hour 
And  calm  my  every  grief. 


352 


HYMN  352,  C.  M. 

Contrition  and  Prayer. 

1  AH!  for  thai  tenderness  of  heart, 
V/   That  bows  before  the  Lord  ; 

That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 
And  trembles  at  thy  word. 

2  Oh  !  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow ; 
That  sense  of  guilt,  which,  trembling,  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow ! 

3  Saviour  !  to  me,  in  pity  give, 

For  sin,  the  deep  distress ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 

And  bid  me  die  in  peace, 
i  Oh  !  All  my  soul  with  faith  and  love, 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will ; 
Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above, — 

Thyself  to  me  reveal. 


353 


HYMN  353,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Hope  encouraged. 

1  A  MY  soul!  what  means  this  sadness ? 
V  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  grief  be  turned  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fear  begone  ; 
Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

Though  thy  heart  is  stained  with  sin, 
Jesus  lives,  he  Tl  ne'er  forget  thee, 

He  will  make  thee  pure  within ; 
lie  is  faithful 

To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

3  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road ; 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee  ; 

Soon  he  ?11  bring  thee  home  to  God  ; 
Thou  shalt  praise  him, — 

Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 


442  11YMXS  CCOLIV,  CCCLV. 

4  Oh !  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 
Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
Who  for  ever  how  before  him, 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 
Happy  spirits ! 

When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ? 


354 


HYMN  354,  C.  M. 

Strength  from  Heaven. 

1  YITHEXCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise* 

n    And  where 's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Have  restless  sin,  and  raging  hell, 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  Name, 

That  formed  the  earth  and  sea  ? 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary,  or  decay  ? 

3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 
He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  powers  shall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
But  we,  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  strength  increase. 

5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles'  wings 

And  taste  the  promised  bliss ; 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive, 
Where  perfect  pleasure  is. 


355 


HYMN  355,  H.  M. 

Spiritual  Desertion, 

1  TITHERE  is  my  Saviour  now, 

» »    Whose  smiles  I  once  possessed  \ 
Till  he  return,  I  bow, 

By  heaviest  grief  oppressed  : 
My  days  of  happiness  have  gone, 
And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

2  Where  can  the  mourner  go, 

And  tell  his  tale  of  grief? 
Ah  !  who  can  soothe  his  woe, 
And  give  him  sweet  relief? 


356 


CHRISTIAN.  443 

Eai  th  cannot  heal  the  wounded  breast, 
Nor  give  the  troubled  sinner  rest. 

!   thy  smiles  impart ; 

My  clearest  Lord  !  return, 
And  ease  my  wounded  heart, 

And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn : 
Then  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  peace  and  heaven  be  found  in  thee. 

HYMN  356,  L.  M. 

disking  divine  Consolation 

1  CAVEET  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly  gi;est ! 
O  Come,  fix  thy  mansion  in  my  breast, 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control, 

And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  smiling  hope !  and  joy  sincere  ! 
Come,  make  your  constant  dwelling  here  ; 
Still  let  your  presence  cheer  my  heart, 
Nor  sin  compel  you  to  depart. 

3  Thou  God  of  hope  and  peace  divine  ! 
Oh !  make  these  sacred  pleasures  mine ; 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  fears  remove, 
And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 

4  Then  should  mine  eyes,  without  a  tear, 
See  death  with  all  its  terrors  near, 

My  heart  should  then  in  death  rejoice, 
And  raptures  tune  my  faltering  voice. 


357 


HYMN  357,  C.  M. 

Beatific   Vision  of  Christ. 


1  T^ROIT  thee,  my  God!  my  joys  shall  rise 
-L    And  run  eternal  rounds. 

Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 

Shall  death  itself  out-brave, 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 

In  heaven's  unmeasured  space, 
I  '11  spend  a  long  eternity 
Iu  pleasure,  and  in  prai-e. 


444  HYMNS  CCCLVIII,  CCCLIX. 

4  Blest  Jesus  !  every  smile  of  thine 

Shall  fresh  endearments  bring, 
And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  spring. 

5  Haste,  my  Beloved  !  fetch  my  soul 

Up  to  thy  blest  abode  ; 
Fly — for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God. 

O^Q  HYMN  358,  CM. 

O  *J  O  Heaven  on  Earth. 

1  YITHILE  through  this  changing  world  we  ream, 

' »    From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither,  his  raptured  thought  ascends, 

Eternal  joys  to  share  ; 
There,  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here,  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  From  earth  his  freed  affections  rise, 

To  fix  on  things  above, 
Where  all  his  hope  of  glory  lies, — 
"Where  all  is  perfect  love. 

4  There  too  may  we  our  treasure  place, — 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found ; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
!May  more  and  more  abound. 

5  Henceforth,  oar  conversation  be, 

With  Christ  before  the  throne ; 
Ere-long  we,  eye  to  eye,  shall  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 


359 


HYMN  359,  C.  P.  M. 

Worldliness  lamented. 


1  THE  mind  was  formed,  to  mount  sublime, 
A   Beyond  the  narrow  bounds  of  time, 

To  everlasting  tilings; 
But  earthly  vapors  dim  her  sight, 
And  hang,  with  cold  oppressive  weight. 

Upon  her  drooping  wings. 

2  Bright  scenes  of  bliss, — unclouded  skies, 
Invite  my  soul ; — Oh  !  could  I  rise, 

Kor  leave  a  thought  below. 


360 


CHRISTIAN.  445 

I  ?d  bid  farewell  to  anxious  care, 
And  say,  to  every  tempting  snare,— 
Heaven  calls,  and  I  must  go : — 

Heaven  calls, — and  can  I  yet  d 
Can  aught  on  earth  engage  my  stay? 

Ah  !   wretched  lingering  heart  1 
Come,  Lord!  with  strength,  and  life,  and  light, 

91  and  guide  my  upward  flight) 
And  bid  the  world  depart. 

HYDdN  360,  8s. 
Backsliders  incited  to  return. 


1  DETUKX  to  the  guide  of  thy  youth,-- 
-[^  Thy  Maker,  thy  Father,  thy  Friend  ! 
Behold  him  prepared  to  receive 

The  child  who  has  dared  to  offend : 
Return — the  Redeemer  invit 

Full  oft  he  hath  sought  thee  before  ; 
But,  lo  !  with  unspeakable  grace. 

He  deigns  to  entreat  thee  once  more. 

2  Return, — and  enjoyments  are  thine, 

Too  vast  for  the  heart  to  conceive ; — 
Enjoyments,  which  only  belong 

To  those  who  repent  and  believe ; 
A  love  which  for  ever  expands; 

Unceasing  composure  of  heart ; 
A  crown  of  unfading  delight ; 

A  kingdom  which  cannot  depart. 


361 


HYMN  361,  C.  M. 

God,  the  Author  of  Mercies  and  .Sfjiictions. 


1  "VAKED.  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 
Tl   And  rose  to  life  at  first, 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are  only  favors  borrowed  now. 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  'T  is  God,  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave ; 
He  gives,  and — blessed  be  his  name! — 
lie  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

38 


446  HYMNS  CCCLXII,  CCCLXIII. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions !  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent,  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  ives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread ; 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 


362 


aI 


363 


HYMN  362,  8s  and  7s. 

Eternity. 

]ST  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Compassed  round  with  every  care, 
From  eternity  we  borrow 
Hope  that  banishes  despair. 

Thee,  triumphant  God  and  Saviour ! 

In  the  glass  of  faith  we  see, 
Oh  !  assist  each  faint  endeavor, 

Eaise  our  earth-born  souls  to  thee. 

Bring  that  awful  scene  before  us, 
Of  the  last  tremendous  clay, 

When  to  life  thou  wilt  restore  us ; — 
Lingering  ages !  haste  away. 

Then  this  vile  and  sinful  nature 
Incorruption  shall  put  on  ; 

Life-renewing,  glorious  Saviour ! 
Let  thy  gracious  will  be  done. 

HYMN  363,  S.  M. 

Trust  in  God. 


1  TTOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints ! 
A    Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 

Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And,  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Kor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  this  spark  divine. 


CHRISTIAN.  447 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Xor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
Then  will  we  trust  our  gracious  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  0  God! 

That  stays  himself  on  thee  : — 
AVho  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord! 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 


364 


HYMN  364,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Gladness  of  the  Righteous. 


1  17  AR  from  us  be  grief  and  sadness, 
-T  Farther  still  unhallowed  mirth  : 
Zion's  sons  may  sing,  with  gladness, 

Theirs  are  joys  of  heavenly  birth  : 
Jesus  owns  them, — 

Jesus,  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth. 

2  All  the  worldling's  mirth  is  madness, 

All  his  labor  fruitless  toil : 
'T  is  the  saints  that  taste  of  gladness, 

Though  the  world  their  choice  revile 
Sweet  their  portion  ; — 

Life  is  in  the  Saviour's  smile. 

3  Worlds  would  seem  as  nothing  to  us, 

Balanced  with  a  Saviour's  love : 
Since  the  Lord  in  mercy  drew  us — 

Drew  our  souls  to  things  above, 
Earthly  objects 

Can  no  longer  greatly  move. 

4  Once  the  world  was  all  our  treasure  ; 

Then  the  world  our  hearts  possessed  ; 
Now  we  taste  sublimer  pleasure, 

Since  the  Lord  has  made  us  blest ; 
AVe  can  witness,— 

Jesus  gives  his  people  rest. 


448     HYMNS  CCCLXV,  OCCLXVI. 


365 


HY^LN  365,  8s  and  7s. 
Pilgrims. 

1  pEOTLY,  Lord!  Oh!  gently  load  us, 
VJ  Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears  ; 

Through  the  changes  thou  *st  decreed  us, 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears : 

When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  Ave  stray, 

Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  ne*' j*, 
Sutter  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear  : 
And,  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  on  thy  bosom  rest, 
Till,  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 


366 


HYMN  366,  7s  and  6s,  Peculiar. 

Pleading-  by  the  Cross. 

1  T  A^NIB  of  God !  whose  bleeding  love 
J-J  We  now  recall  to  mind, 

Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  rind  : 
Think  on  us  who  think  on  thee  ; 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Oh !  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

2  Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 

The  sinner's  pardon  seal ; 
Speak  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal : 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 
Oh  !  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

3  Can  we  ever  hence  depart, 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve  ? 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart, 

And  all  thine  image  give : 
Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 

Till  renewed  by  holiness, — 
Oh !  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 


367 


CHRISTIAN.  449 

HYMN  367,  C.  M. 
J&sking  Mercy  in  ^faction. 

1  i  \  THOU  whose  mercy  guides  my  way ! 
\J  Though  now  it  seems 

Forbid  or  y — 

There  is  no  mercy  h 

2  Oh  !  grant  me  to  desire  the  pain, 

That  comes  in  kindness  down, 
More  than  the  world's  alluring  gain, 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 

3  Then,  though  thou  bend  my  spirit  low. 

Love  only  shall  I  Bee  : 
The  very  hand,  that  strikes  the  blow, 
Was  wounded  once  for  me. 


368 


369 


HYMN  368,  C.  M. 

Confidence  in   Gois   Government. 

1  C IXCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

0  God's  watchful  eye  surveys. 

Oh !  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot. 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  \ 

2  Good,  when  he  gives — supremely  good  ; 

Nor  less,  when  he  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 

To  his  unerring  gracious  will. 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 

My  God !  inscribe  my  name  ; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb ! 

HYMN  369,  lis. 

_-  on  the  Promises. 

1  TJOTT  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord  ! 
-H  Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
"What  more  can  he  say.  than  to  you  he  hath  said, — 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee.  Oh !  be  not  dismayed, 
I — I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid ; 

1  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 
Upheld  by  my  righteous.omnipotent  hand,  [stand, 

38* 


450  HYMN  CCCLXX. 

3  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  thee  o'erflow ; 
For  I  will  he  with  thee,  thy.troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

•i  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  path-way  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  llame  shall  not  hurt  thee, — I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  ray  people  shall  prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 
And,  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still,  in  my  bosom,  be  borne. 

G  The  soul,  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  cannot,  desert  to  his  foes  ; 
That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I  '11  never, — no,  never, — no,  never  forsake. 


370 


HYMN  370,  C.  M. 

Complaining  of  spiritual  Sloth. 

1  1TY  drowsy  powers  !  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 
■i'i-  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing  's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain. 

Labor,  and  tug,  and  strive  ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain  — 
How  negligent  we  live  ! — 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; — 
lYe,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above ; — 

4  We,  for  whom  God,  the  Son,  came  down, 

And  labored  for  our  good  ; — 

How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 

He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord!  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove  !  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move  — 

Upward  our  souls  shall  rise : 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  bve, 
We  '11  fly  and  take  the  prize. 


CHRISTIAN.  451 


3T1 


HYMN  371,  7s  and  6s. 

Desire  fur  Heaven. 

J   17R0M!  every  earthly  pleasure, 
-T   From  evei*y  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure. 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die  ;— 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upward  our  wishes  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 

2  From  every  piercing  sorrow. 

That  heaves  our  breast  to-day, 
Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away ; 
On  wings  oi  faith  ascending, 

We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending, 

In  infinite  delight. 

3  'T  is  true  we  are  but  strangers 

And  pilgrims  here  below, 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go  : 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there  's  a  rest  above  ; 
And  onward  still  we  "re  pressing, 

To  reach  that  land  of  love. 


372 


HYMN  372,  7s. 
In  Darkness. 


1  AXCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
V/  Firmly  fixed,  no  more  to  move  ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love : 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 

2  Little,  then.,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power ; 
Xow  I  feel  my  sins  renew, 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour ; 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, — 
Sin  has  turned  my  day  to  night. 

3  Saviour  !  shine,  and  cheer  my  soul, 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive, 


452       HYMNS  CCCLXXIII,  CCCLXXIY. 

Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 
Far  away,  the  tempter  drive  ; 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, — 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 


373 


374 


HYMN  373,  L.  M. 

Inconstant  Heart  lamented. 


1  A  II !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
-lx  That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart ; 
Thus,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  earth's  vanities  away  ; 
There 's  nought  beneath  a  power  divine, 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

3  Jesus  !  to  thee  I  would  return, 
And,  at  thy  feet  repenting,  mourn  ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pard'ning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

4  Oh !  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  earthly  charm  depart, 
And  dwell  for  ever  in  m}r  heart. 


HYMN  374,  L.  M. 

Secret  Self-Examination. 

1  "DETURX,  my  roving  heart !  return, 

-A-L  And  chase  those  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Xow  seek,  in  solitude,  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou  great  God !  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess  ; — 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  ail  be  cleansed  and  purified. 

4  Oh  !  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove, 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  here. 


375 


CHRISTIAN.  453 


HYMN  375,  C.  M. 

The  Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints. 


1  1  OPvD  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
J-J  That  yields  us  no  supply, — 

No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 
Nor  streams  of  living  joy! 

2  Lorn?  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray: 
But  the  bright  world,  to  which  we  go, 
Is  everlasting  day. 

3  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 

But  we  march  upward  still, — 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

4  See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come  ! 
There  Jesus,  the  forerunner,  waits 
To  welcome  travelers  home. 

5  There,  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount, 

■Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, 
And,  with  transporting  joys,  recount 
The  labors  of  our  feet. 

fi  Eternal  glory  to  the  King, 

"Who  brought  us  safely  through, 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing> 
And  endless  praise  renew. 


376 


lA 


HYMN  376,  C.  M. 
Filial  Submission. 

XD  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 
To  say—-  My  Father,  God  P 
Lord !  at  thy  feet  I  fain  wotdd  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will. 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  each  rebellious  thought  be  still, 
Xor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene  : 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 


454      HYMNS  CCCLXXVII,  OOOLXXVI1T. 

4  "  My  Father  God !"  permit  my  heart 
To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  1113*  Redeemer's  name. 


377 


HYMN  377,  C.  M. 

Unfruitfalncss. 


1  T  OXG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
-L^  Of  thy  salvation,  Lord ! 

But  still,  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 
My  mem'ry  can  retain ! 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 

How  negligent  my  fear ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there ! 

4  Great  God !  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way, 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 


378 


HYMN  378,  S.  M. 

Ingratitude  to  divine  Goodness. 


1  TS  this  the  kind  return  ? 

J-  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ? 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow ! 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Hath  sin  reduced  our  mind  ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  ^re, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

8  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God  ! 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace !  these  heart?  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 


CHRISTIAN.  455 


4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes : 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 

hourly  thanks  arise. 


379 


HYlttN  379,  C.  M. 
Repentance  in  View  of  divine  Patience. 

1  {  ND  are  we,  wretches,  yet  alive  ? 
i*  And  do  we  yet  rebel  \ 

*T  is  boundless — "t  is  amazing  love, — 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell ! 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames ; 

And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above. 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodness  cries — ;>  Forbear  I" — 

And  straight  the  thunder  stay- : 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  gra< 

4  Lord !  we  have  long  abused  thy  love, — 

Too  long  indulged  our  sin  : 

Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  see 
AYhat  rebels  we  have  been. 

5  Xo  more,  ye  lusts!  shall  ye  command, — 

Xo  more  will  we  obey  : 
Stretch  out,  0  God!  thy  conquering  hand, 
And  drive  thv  foes  away. 


380 


HYMN  380,  C.  M. 

Backsliding s  and  Returns. 


1  IA/HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
1 1    My  God  !  my  chief  delight  ? 

'Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more,  by  day,- 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  TThy  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, — 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ? 

3  ATI i en  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
!My  heart  presumes,  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  mv  days. 


456       HYMNS  CC0LXXX1,  CCCLXXXII. 

4  But,  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait,  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus. 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
Let  me  be  fastened  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 

6  ^lake  haste,  my  days  !  to  reach  the  goal, 

And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, — 
My  God,  my  Saviours  breast. 


381 


HYIO  381,  C.  M. 

JVatchf illness  and  Prayer. 

1  A  LAS !  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
-A-  "What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 

To  heaven,  Oh  !  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And,  hourly,  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain. 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
I  strive  against  my  foes  in  vain, — 
I  sink  amid  my  fears. 

3  0  Lord!  increase  my  faith  and  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

4  Oh  !  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  never,  never  let  me  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 


382 


HYMN  382,  L.  M. 

Hardness  of  Heart  lamented. 

1  AH  !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 

\J  To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away  ; 
To  melt,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  unrelenting  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake. 
The  ocean  roar,  the  mountain  shake  ; 
All  nature  feels,  and  gives  the  sign, 

But  not  this  stubborn  heart  of  mine. 


CflRISTIAK  457 

3  Dear  Lord  !     The  sorrows,  thou  hast  felt, 
Might  cause  a  heart  of  stone  to  melt ; 
Yet.  I  can  read  each  sacred  line. 
And  nothing  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

4:  But  power  supreme  the  soul  can  move, 
And  purity,  and  melt  to  love  ; 
Come,  Holy  Spirit!  Power  divine! 
Oh!  come,  subdue  this  heart  of  mine. 


383 


384 


HYMN  383,  S.  M. 

Dead  to  Sin  by  the  Cross  of  C 

SHALL  Ave  go  on  to  sin. 
Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

Forbid  it.  mighty  God  ! 

Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said. 
That  we.  whose  sins  are  crucified. 

Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 

We  will  be  slaves  no  more. 

Since  Christ  has  made  us 
Has  nailed  our  tyrants  to  the  cr<  as, 

And  bought  our  lib 

HYMN  384,  I.  M. 

i"    *'.  our  Guide. 

1  *T  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

-1-   We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home. 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  : 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

°  Cheerful  we  tread  t  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray  : 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4-  So  Abr'am,  by  divine  command. 

Left  his  own  home  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land. 
And  fired  his  zeal  alone  the  road. 


.so 


458       HYMNS  CCOLXXXV,  CCOLXXXVI. 


385 


HYMN  385,  C.  M. 

Faith  of  Things  unseen. 

1  T7AITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
f-    Of  tilings  beyond  our  sight, 

Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past,  in  present  view ; 

Brings  distant  prospects  home — 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith,  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word : 
Abr'am,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith,  obeyed  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 

Built  by  th'  eternal  hands ; 
And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands 


386 


HYMN  386,  C.  M 

The  Poicer  of  Faith. 

1  TjWITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
■F   And  saves  me  from  its  snares  ; 

Its  aid,  in  every  duty,  bring?, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power, 

The  healing  balm  to  give ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
JSTor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

4  It  shows  the  precious  promise,  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There — there  unshaken  would  I  rest^ 

Till  this  vile  body  dies ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  fflorv  rise. 


387 


CHRISTIAN.  459 


HYMN  387,  C.  M. 

Just/jicatiun ;   or,   Laic  and  Grace 


1  TTAIN  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 

*     On  their  own  works  have  built  ;— 

Their  hearts,  by  nature,  all  unclean. 
And  all  their  actions,  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 

Without  a  murm'ring  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now  ; 

Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jesus!  how  glorious  is  thy  grace  ! — 

When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness, 
Thai  makes  the  sinner  just. 


388 


HYMN  388,  L.  M. 

due  of  Christ  and  his  Righteousness. 

1  VO  more. — my  God!  I  boast  no  more, 
1*    Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  Ids  name, 

What  was  my  gain.  I  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes, — and  I  must,  and  will,  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake; 
Ob!  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4:  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands. 
J3y  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 


389 


1 FA/; 


HYMN  389,  C.  M. 

Retirement. 

from  the  world,  0  Lord?  I  tlee,— 
om  strife  and  tumult  far; 


460  HYMN  cccxc. 

From  scenes,  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty,  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh !  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  then  communes  with  God ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
£Tor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Xor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, — 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, — 
And — all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
Blest  Saviour ! — thou  art  mine. 

6  "What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love ! 

And  praise,  an  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


390 


HYMN  390,  7s. 

Privileges  of  Adoption. 

1  "DLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God ; 

-D  They  are  bought  with  Jesus  blood  ; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave  ;  — 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace  ; 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 
In  the  works  of  righteousness ; 
They  are  harmless,  meek,  and  mild, 
Holy,  blameless,  undefiled  : 


391 


392 


CHRISTIAN.  461 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be 

I  lore,  and  in  eternity. 

They  are  lights  upon  the  earth. — 

Children  of  a  heavenly  birth, — 

One  with  God,  with  Jeans  one; 

Glory  is  in  them  begun: 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 

Ik-re.  and  in  eternity. 

HYMN  391,  C.  M. 

Hope  of  Heaven  through   Curat. 

1  BLEST  be  the  everlasting  God, 
-L)  The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 

Be  his  abounding  mercy  praised, 
His  majesty  adored. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  raised  his  Son, 

And  called  him  to  the  sky. 

He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope. 

That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ; 
Yet,  as  the  Lord,  our  Saviour,  rose, 
So  all  his  foll'wers  must. 

4  There  "s  an  inheritance  divine. 

Reserved  against  that  day  ; 
'T  is  uncorrupted,  imdenTed, 
And  cannot  waste  away. 

5  Saints,  by  the  power  of  God,  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  392,  S.  M. 

Adoption. 

1  T)EHOLD  !  what  wondrous  grace 
U  The  Father  has  bestowed, 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race. 
To  call  them  sons  of  God. 

2  T  is  no  surprising  thing. 

That  we  should  be  unknown ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, — 
God's  everlasting  Son. 
8  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear, 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 

3  ft* 


462  HYMNS  CCOXCJHI,  OCOXC1V. 

But,  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shivll  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope,  so  much  divine, 

May  trials  well  endure  ; 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

5  If,  in  my  Father's  love, 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie, 

Like  slaves,  beneath  the  throne ; 
Our  faith  shall— a  Abba,  Father  !"— cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 


393 


394 


HYMN  393,  C.  M. 

The  Fearful  encouraged. 

1  VE  trembling  souls  !  dismiss  your  fears, 
-L    Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; — 

Mercy, — which,  like  a  river,  flows, 
In  one  perpetual  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; — 

Those  powers  will  God  restrain ; 
His  arm  shall  all  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

For  his  he  will  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  all  they  need  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
He  's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Nor  death's  tremendous  sting ; 
He  will,  from  endless  wrath,  preserve — 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

HYMN  394,  C.  M. 

Saints  in   the  Hands  of  Christ. 

1  TjURM  as  the  earth,  thy  gospel  stands, 
JF    My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ! 


CHRISTIAN.  463 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  son]  can  ne'er  be  lost 

2  His  hym  :  d  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep  : 
All,  whom  his  heavenly  Father  gave. 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

£  Nor  death,  nor  hell,  shall  e'er  remove. 
His  fav'rites  from  his  bre 
In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  I 
Thev  most  for  ever  r 


395 


:H 


HY1KN  395,  L.  M. 

Coi-ciiant. 

OW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  srrove. 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love. 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace  ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word. 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 

3  Amid  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  fiies : 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong. 
"While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up : 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope. 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


396 


HYMN  396,  L.  M. 
Secur 

YklHO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  I — 
Tl    T  is  God,  who  justifies  their  souls 5 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? — 
'T  is  Christ,  who  suffered  in  their  stead, 

And.  the  salvation  to  fulfill. 

Behold  him,  rising  from  the  dead ! 

He  lives !  —he  lives,  and  reigns  above. 
For  ever  interceding  there  ; 


464        HYMNS  CCCXCVII,  CCCXCVIII. 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love? — 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair? 
4  Xot  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ,  our  love. 


397 


HYMN  397,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

GW,  tks  Pilgrim's  Guide, 


1  pUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  ! 
vJ  Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 
Bread  of  heaven! 

Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord  !  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  mf>  all  my  journey  through: 
Strong  deliverer ! 

Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield, 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction! 

Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 
Songs  of  praises 

I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


398 


HYMN  393,  C.  M. 

Joys  departed. 


1  C  WEET  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 
O  The  Saviour's  pard  nmg  blood, 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue; 
And,  when  the  evening  shade  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer,  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And,  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns : 


399 


ciipjstiax.  '4g& 

And.  when  the  mom  the  light  reveals, 
X  o  light  to  me  retB 

>ur  ! — help  vail. 

And  make  my  -  lare  : 

I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  tail, — 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

HYMN  399.  C.  M. 


1  AU!  that  I  knew  the 

yj  Where  I  might  find  my  G 

I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 

I  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I  "d  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, — ■ 

What  sorrows  I  sustain, 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leave  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I  M  take, 

To  wrestle  with  my  God : 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  for  my  Saviour's  blood. 

4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bon  3S  : 
He  takes  the  meaning  of  his  saints, — 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul !  from  deep  dist 

And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  thee,  to  his  throne  of  grace. 
To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 


400 


HYMN  400,  C.  M. 
iff  with  God. 


1  AH!  fo*  a  closer  walk  with  God.; 
V-/  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, — 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  ros 

That  leads  me  to  the  La:. 

2  "Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  L  ■ 
'Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  w 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memYy  still ! 


460  HYMN  CCCCI. 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void. 
The  world  can  never  till. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove!  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest! 

I  hare  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, — 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, — 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

C  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


401 


HYMN  401,  7s. 

huce  to  Christ. 

1  FT  ARK  !  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
J-l  T  is  thy  Saviour — hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, — 

"  Say,  poor  sinner!  lovest  thou 

2  "I  delivered  thee,  when  bound, 

And.  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath — 
Free  and  faithful — strong  as  death. 

5  "Thou  shah  see  my  glory  soon, 
AVhen  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ; — 
Say,  poor  sinner  !  lovest  thou  me  ?" 

J  Lord!  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore ; — 
Oh  !  for  grace  to  love  thee  more. 


CHRISTIAN.  -167 


402 


1   T\0  not  I  love  thee,  ( 
U  Behold  my  heart. 


HYMN  402,  C.  M. 
Luce  to  Christ, 

O  my  Lord? 
and  see; 
And  turn  each  hateful  idol  out, 
That,  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee,  from  my  soul? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  : 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 
Which  thou  dost  not  approve. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still, 

To  mine  attentive  ear? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  beat, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  Lamb  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face, 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  "Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood, 

In  honor  of  thy  name, 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death, 
To  damp  tli1  immortal  flame? 

6  Thou  knowest  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ! 

But  Oh!   1  long  to  soar, 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 


403 


HYMN  403,  S.  M. 

Christian   Watchfulness, 

1  A    CHARGE  to  keen  I  have, 
A  A  God  to  glorify  ; 

A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky  : — 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfill,-— 
Oh  !  may  it  all  my  powers  engage- 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
^nd  Oh!  thy  servant,  Lord!  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  tc  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely,— 


468  HYMNS  CCCCIV— CCOCVI. 


404 


Assured,  if  I  pay  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

HYMN  404,  C.  M. 
vng  a  Rest. 


1  TY"E  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 

' »    In  everlasting  day; 

Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way. 

2  The  swelling  flood,  and  raging  flame, 

Hear  and  obey  his  word  ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, — 
Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 

a  r\  pr  HYMN  405,  C.  M.  Double. 

TcUt/  Sinai  and  Zion. 

1  Y~OT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
131    The  tempest,  tire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word, 

Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  : — 
But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 

And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

2  Behold  th1  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  j 

Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ! 
Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ! 
And  God,  the  judge  of  all,  declares 

Their  every  sin  flu-given. 

3  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 

And  of  his  grace  partake : 
In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man,  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 

Must  be  for  ever  blest. 


406 


HYMN  406,  S.  M. 

The  vigilant  Servant. 

1  TTE  servants  of  the  Lord ! 
J-    Each  in  his  office  wait ; 


CHRISTIAN.  469 

With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 

And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  Bight, 

For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch — 't  is  your  Lord's  command  ; 

And,  while  we  speak,  he  \s  near: 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand. 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh  !  happy  servant  he. 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

a™  HYMN  407,  S.  M. 

^k\J§  JVatching  and  Praying. 

1  IffY  soul !  be  on  thy  guard, 
-IH-  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  : 

And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh !  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  ; — 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 


408 


HYMN  408,  C.  M. 

Desiring  the  Presence  of  God. 

1  TTEAR,  gracious  God  !  my  humble  moan, 
J--1-  To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs ; 

TVhen  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone, 
And  when  my  joys  arise  ! 

2  My  God !  Oh  !  could  I  make  the  claim, — 

My  Father,  and  my  Friend, — 
And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name, 
On  which  thy  saints  depend  ; — 

3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  humble  hopes  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  mercy-seat. 

4  0 


470  HYMNS  CCCCIX,  CCCCX. 

4  Yet,  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay  ; 
Here  I  would  rest  till  light  returns;— 

Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

5  Speak,  Lord  !  and  bid  celestial  j eace 

Eelieve  my  aching  heart ; 
Oh  !  smile  and  hid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Then,  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  bless  the  healing  rays, 
And  change  these  deep,  complaining  sighs, 
To  songs  of  sacred  praise. 


409 


HYMN  409,  C.  M. 

Submission. 


1  A  LOED  !  my  best  desires  fulfill, 
v/  And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command  I 

Thy  love  forbids  my  fears ; 
Why  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No, — let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize,  to  thee  ; 

Thou  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Xor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Thy  favor,  all  my  journey  through, 

Shall  be  my  rich  supply; 
What  more  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
Let  wisdom  still  deny. 


410 


HYMN  410,  S.  M. 

Restoration  to  Health. 

KIXDLY  the  Lord  appeared 
In  nature's  trying  hour  ; 
His  love  my  sinking  spirit  cheered ; — 
I  felt  his  strengthening  power. 

He  found  me,  on  the  bed 

Of  languishing  and  pain ; 
And  bade  me  lean  on  him  my  head, 

Nor  seek  his  aid  in  vain. 


411 


CHRISTIAN.  47 1 

I  saw  Lis  mighty  arm 

Stretched  o'er  the  rolling  wave  ; 
He  snatched  my  life  from  Lng  harm 

And  showed  his  power  to  save. 
How,  then,  can  I  refuse 

glad  and  grateful  strain  ? 
The  Lord  my  wasted  Btrength  renews, 

And  makes  me  well  again. 
Oli !  may  my  future  days 

My  gratitude  display : 
Nor  speak  alone,  hut  live  thy  praise, 

Through  each  revolving  day. 

HYMN  411,  C.  M. 

Sickness  and  Recovery. 


1  ^TY  God!  thy  service  well  demands 
ill  The  remnant  of  my  days  : 

Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 

But  to  renew  thy  praise  \ 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
AVlien  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head, 

On  thy  dear  faithful  breast ; 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God ! 

Did  I  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  reliance  on  that  truth, 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command  I  come ; 
•Zsor  will  I  ask  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 
o  Where  thou  appointest  mine  abode, 
There  would  I  choose  t<  i 
For,  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

4  -i  q  HYMN  412,  7s. 

4r  1  ^  The  .Mind  that  vas  in  Christ. 


1  n 


ATHER  of  eternal  grace  ! 
lorify  thyself  in  me  ; 


£19  ..iMNS  CCCCX1II,  CCCCXIV. 

Meekly  beaming  in  my  face, 
May  the  world  thine  image  see. 

2  Happy  only  in  thy  love, 

Poor,  unfriended,  or  unknown  ; 
Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above, — 
Stay  my  heart  on  thee  alone. 

3  Humble,  holy,  all-resigned 

To  thy  will :— thy  will  be  done ! 
Give  me,  Lord !  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

4  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 

May  1  tread  the  path  he  trod  ; 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross, — 
Rise  with  him,  to  thee,  my  God! 


413 


HYMN  413,  L.  M. 

Holiness  and  Grace. 


1  CO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
O  The  holy  gospel,  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all-divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within. 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


414 


HYMN  414,  C.  M. 

Hope  in  Affliction. 


1  TVTHEX  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

» »     And  mourns  the  present  pain,       , 
How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain ! 

2  T  is  not,  that  nmrm'ring  thoughts  arise. 

And  dread  a  Father's  will ; 
'T  is  not,  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still ; — 

3  It  is,  that  heaven-taught  faith  surveys 

The  path  to  realms  of  light, 
And  longs,  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 


CHRISTIAN.  473 

4  It  is,  that  hope  with  ardor  glows 

To  Bee  Mm  lace  to  face. 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 
Sufficient  art  to  tra 

5  It  is,  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin ; 
Sees,  though  afar,  the  hand  that  heals 
And  ends  her  war  within. 

6  Oh  !  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight, 

From  earth-horn  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  beyond  these  realms  of  night, 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 


415 


HYMN  415,  C.  L.  M. 
Fbtiti  struggling  in  Darkness. 

1  AH!  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 

v/  While  darkness  veils  the  sky ; 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapt  yet  in  mystery  : 
I  cannot,  Lord  !  thy  purpose  see. 
But  all  is  well  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  Thus,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  path  of  duty  on  : 
What  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled, 

Some  flattering  dreams  are  gone? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain  ; 
Why  should  my  spirit  then  complain? 


416 


HYKN  416,  C.  M. 

Presence  of  God  in  Affliction. 

1  THY  gracious  presence,  0  my  God  ! 
J-    Can  soothe  my  inward  pains ; 
With  this,  heneatii  affliction's  load, 

My  heart  no  more  complains. 

2  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

And  gild  each  scene  with  light ; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
Without  it,  all  is  night. 
o  My  Lord !  my  Life !  Oh  !  cheer  my  heart, 
With  thy  reviving  ray  ; 
Oh  !  bid  these  mournful  shades  depart. 
And  bring  the  dawn  of  day. 
4  Oh!  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight, 
Where  thv  full  beams  arise  : — 


40* 


474        HYMNS  CCCCXV1I,  COGCXYHL 

Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, — 
Sweet  rapture  and  surprise ! 

5  Lord !  shall  these  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire,  in  vain,  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that,  where  thou  art, 
I  shall  for  ever  be. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darkest  hours  away, 
And  rise,  on  faith's  expanding  wing, 
To  everlasting  day. 

Airy  HYMN  417,  L.  M. 

^h  JL    4  Submission  to  the   Will  of  God, 

1  WAIT,  0  my  soul !  thy  Maker's  will; 

» »    Tumultuous  passions  !  all  be  still! 
Xor  let  a  murm'ring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work, — the  cause  conceals; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  Wait  then,  my  soul !  submissive  wait,— 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat : 

Mid  all  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Still  trust  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


418 


KYMtt  418,  C.  M. 

The  Christian  Soldier. 


1  4  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, — 
A  A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

3  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

4  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 


419 


CHRISTIAN.  475 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar 
And  seize  it  with  their  eve. 

When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thine  armies  shine. 
In  robes  of  vict'ry,  through  the  skies, — 

The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  419,  C.  M. 
Ch ristia n  *issu re. nee. 


1  T  *m  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
1  Or  to  defend  his  oaus 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  ! — I  know  his  name  ; 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

6  Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands ; 
And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I  we  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

•i  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face, 
And,  in  the  New- Jerusalem. 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


420 


HYMN  420,  7s. 

The  three  Mounts. 


1VIIEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
* '     God  descend,  in  majesty, 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, — 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too-transporting  light. 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God.  in  flesh  made  manifest. 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

Here,  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away  ; 


476         HYMNS  CCCOXXI,  CCCCXXII. 


Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, — 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary  I 


421 


HYMN  421,  8s  and  7s. 

Hope  in  God  encouraged. 


1  "TTTHY,  when  storms  around  you  gather, 

1 1    Should  your  trembling  spirit  sink  ? 
Look  to  God,  your  heavenly  Father, 
And  of  his  sweet  promise  think. 

2  Fancy  will  he  often  painting 

Scenes,  in  dark  and  fearful  shade : 
Yet  why  should  thy  soul  be  fainting, 
Of  prospective  woes  afraid  ? 

3  Cease  that  dark  anticipation  ! 

Still  let  love  and  faith  abound  ; 

For  the  day  of  tribulation, 

Strength  sufficient  will  be  found. 

4  God  is  love,  and  will  not  leave  you, 

When  you  most  his  kindness  need  ; 
God  is  true — nor  can  deceive  you, — 
Though  your  faith  be  weak  indeed. 


422 


HYMN  422,  8s. 

The  Promise  of  God  sure. 


1  TJOW  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest, 
-fl  When  nature's  affliction  is  near ! 
The  soul  that  can  trust  thee  is  blest, — 

Thy  smiles  bring  deliverance  from  fear 
The  Lord  has,  in  kindness,  declared, 

That  those,  who  will  trust  in  his  name, 
Shall  in  the  sharp  conflict  be  spared, 

His  mercy  and  love  to  proclaim. 

2  This  promise  shall  be,  to  my  soul, 

A  messenger  sent  from  the  skies. — 
An  anchor  when  billows  shall  roll, — 

A  refuge  when  tempests  arise  : 
O  Saviour !  the  promise  fulfill, 

Its  comfort  impart  to  my  mind, 
Then  calmly  I  '11  bow  to  thy  will, — 

To  the  cup  of  affliction  resigned. 


423 


CHRISTIAN.  4? 


HYMN  423,  C.  P.  M. 

Resignation. 

1  A  LORD  !  in  sorrow  I  resign, 

\)  And  bow  to  that  dear  hand  of  thine, 

While  yet  the  rod  appears  ; 
That  hand  can  wipe  these  streaming  eyes, 
Or,  into  smiles  of  glad  surprise, 

Transform  these  falling  tears. 

2  My  sole  possession  is  thy  love ; 

On  earth  beneath,  in  heaven  above, 

I  have  no  other  store : 
And  though,  with  fervor,  now  I  pray, 
And  importune  thee  night  and  day, 

I  cannot  ask  for  more. 


>r>? 


424 


HYMN  424,  C.  L.  M. 

Submission  in   Trials. 


1  WIIEX  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 

'  »     In  trial's  fearful  hour. — 
tiow  all  resigned  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power; 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  Oh  !  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  trials  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet ; 

For  he  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be, 
The  Lord  is  nigh  to  answer  me. 

3  Then,  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave, 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save, 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  fcreaks  : 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 


425 


HYMN  425,  C.  M. 

Depending  on  Grace. 

{  MAZIXG-  grace  ! — how  sweet  the  sound  !- 
•A  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 


478       HYMNS  COCOXXVI,  CCCCXXYII. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
'T  is  grace  hath  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yea,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

5  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine ; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 
Will  be  for  ever  mine. 


426 


HYMN  426,  C.  M. 
Submission  in  Trials. 


1  ^fY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
Jl  Great  God !  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 

And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shonld'st  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Xor  would  I  drop  a  murm'ring  word, 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness, 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 


PRAYER. 


427 


HYMN  427,  C.  M. 

Habitual  Decotion. 


1  TVTHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 
'  *    Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 


PRAYER.  479 

2  Tliy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ■ 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, — 
that  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  breast  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

G  My  lifted  eye.  without  a  tear, 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear,— 

That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


428 


KYMN  428,  7s. 

A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  T  OED  !  we  come  before  thee  now  ; 
J-J  At  thy  feet  Ave  humbly  bow  ; 

Oh  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; — 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord  !  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord  !  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion,  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Xow  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord  !  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message,  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 


480        HYMNS  CCCCXXIX,  CCCCXXX. 

Those,  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

0  Grant,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee,  a  God  supremely  kind  : 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


429 


HYMN  429,  L.  M. 

Forgiveness  sought. 


1  "PORGIVE  us,  Lord !  to  thee  we  cry, 

-T    Forgive  us  through  thy  matchless  grace  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  souls  rely, 
-  Be  thou  our  strength  and  righteousness. 

2  Forgive  thou  us,  as  we  forgive 

The  ills  we  suffer  from  our  foes ; 

Eestore  us,  Lord  !  and  bid  us  live ; 

Oh  !  let  us  in  thine  arms  repose. 

3  Forgive  us,  for  our  guilt  is  great, 

Our  wretched  souls  no  merit  claim  ; 
For  sovereign  mercy  still  we  wait, 
And  ask  but  in  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  Forgive  us, — 0  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

Thou  risen — thou  exalted  Lord ! 
Thou  great  High-Priest*!  our  souls  redeem, 
And  speak  the  pardon-sealing  word. 


430 


'0 


HYMN  430,  C.  M. 

The  God  of  Bethel. 

GOD  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
"Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  : — 


2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present, 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  : 
God  of  our  fathers  !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 


431 


PRAYER.  481 

Oli !  spread  thy  covering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And.  at  our  Father's  loved  abode, 

Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

Such  blessings,  from  thy  gracious  hand, 

Our  humble  prayers  implore  : 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, — 

Our  portion  evermore. 

HYMN  431,  7s. 

Christ's  Presence  invoked. 


1  T  IGIIT  of  life  !— seraphic  Fire  !— 
JL'  Love  divine! — thyself  impart ; 

Every  fainting  soul  inspire; 
Shine  in  every  drooping  heart. 

2  Every  mourning  sinner  cheer  ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 

Saviour — Son  of  God  !  appear ; 

To  thy  living  temples  come. 

3  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour, 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power — 
Rooting  out  the  love  of  sin. 

4  Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
All  our  joy  and  all  our  peace. 


432 


HYMN  432,  C.  M. 

The  Mature  of  Prayer. 

1  DRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

-L    Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, — 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech, 

Thai,  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  majesty  on  high. 


482     HYMNS  CCCCXXXIII,  CCCCXXX1V. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air ; 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death, — 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
'While  angels,  in  their  songs,  rejoice, 
And  cry, — "  Behold  he  prays !" 

6  0  Thou !  hy  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way, — 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod : — 
Lord !  teach  us  how  to  pray. 


433 


HYiyLN  433,  7s. 

Sin  bewailed. 


1  pOAIE,  my  soul !  thy  suit  prepare, 
V^  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  himself  has  hid  thee  pray  ; 
Rise,  and  ask  without  delay. 

2  With  my  "burden  I  begin ; — 
Lord  !  remove  this  load  of  sin ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord  !  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There,  thy  sovereign  right  maintain, 
And,  without  a  rival,  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer, 

Be  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend  ;- 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end, 

5  Shew  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 


434 


HYMN  434,  C.  M. 

Prayer  for  needed  Grace. 


1   PATHER !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
5.    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted,  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  :  — 


PRAYER.  483 

2  M  Give  us  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart. 
And  make  us  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Lei  the  sweet  hope,  that  we  are  thine, 

Our  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  our  journey  shine. 
And  crown  our  journey's  end.'? 


435 


HYMN  435,  C.  M. 

Seeking  God. 


1  \  UTHOR  of  good !  to  thee  we  turn  ; 
^i-  Thine  ever-wakeful  eye 

Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, — 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  Oh  !  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide  ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, — 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

3  Not  what  we  wish — but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good  Ave  ask  not,  Father !  grant ; 
The  ill  we  ask — deny. 


436 


HYMN  436,  C,  M. 

Prayer  for    If'isdoni. 

1  \  LMIGHTY  God  !  in  humble  prayer, 
A  To  thee  our  souls  we  lift ; 

Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  TTe  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth, 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
TTe  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below : — 

3  "We  ask  not  honors,  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away ; 
"We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray : — 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  ; — Lord !  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live  ; 

A  wise  and  understanding  heart. 

To  all  thy  servants  give  ; — 


484        HYMNS  CCCCXXXVII— XXXVIII. 

5  The  young — remember  thee  in  youth, 
Before  the  evil  days  ! 
The  old — be  guided  by  thy  truth, 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways! 

AOrj  HYMN  437,  CM. 

^r  O  I  Prayer  for  Sincerity. 

1  T  ORD  !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 
-L'  And  our  confessions  pour, 

Oh  !  may  wre  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  wThat  wre  deplore. 

2  Our  contrite  spirits  pitying  see ; — 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray,  trom  thee, 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  wre  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

Oh !  let  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wTholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies  ; 
And  teach  our  hearts — 't  is  goodness  still, 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 


438 


HYMN  438,  S.  M. 

Christ  will  hear  Prayer. 


1  TESUS,  who  knows  full  well 
*J   The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us,  all  our  grief  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear, — 

We  never  plead  in  vain ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry  ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He  '11  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care.        » 


439 


PRAYER.  485 

HYMN  439,  L.  M. 

Tlic  Presence  of  Christ  implored. 

1  TTTHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accora, 

' "    Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise ; — 

2  There  will  the  gracious  Saviour  be, 
To  bless  the  little  company  ; — 
There,  to  unveil  his  smiling  face, 
And  bid  his  glories  fill  the  place. 

3  AVe  meet  at  thy  command,  0  Lord  ! 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word; 
Now  send  the  Spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

a   a  r^  HYMN  440,  L.  M. 

441' U  The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  "C'ATIIEPt,  adored  in  worlds  above ! 

-T    Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  love ; 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord  !  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care, 

Forgive  the  sins  that  we  forsake ; 
Oh  !  let  us  in  thy  kindness  share, 
As  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour  ; — 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore ; 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power, — 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore. 


441 


HYMN  441,  S.  M. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  AUR  heavenly  Father!  hear 


The  prayer  we  otter  now  ; 
"  Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow  ! 

11  Thy  kingdom  come  : — Thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love. 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfill 

Thy  perfect  law  above. 

"  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

AVhile,  by  thy  word,  we  live : 

41* 


486         HYMNS  CCCCXLII,  OCCCXLHI. 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

4  M  From  dark  temptation's  power, — 

From  Satan's  wiles  defend : 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  "  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine  : 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine." 

6  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray, 

By  thy  beloved  Son, 
Through  him  we  come  to  thee,  and  say,- 
"  All  for  his  sake  be  done!" 

a   a  q  HYMN  442,  S.  M. 

QQ/£  Coming  boldly  to  the  Throne  of  Grace, 

1  BEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace  ! 
D  The  promise  calls  us  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 

And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 

Which  sprinkled  round  we  see, 
Provides,  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  Thine  image,  Lord  !  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love ; 

We  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 

And  reign  with  thee  above. 

4  Teach  us  to  live  by  faith, 

Conform  our  will  to  thine  ; 
Let  us  victorious  be  in  death, 
And,  then,  in  glory  shine. 

5  If  thou  these  blessings  giv*, 

And  wilt  our  portion  be, 
All  worldly  joys  we'll  cheerful  leave, 
And  find  our  heaven  in  thee. 

a   a  q  HYMN  443,  7s. 

QQQ  Pleading  with  God. 

1  T  ORD  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
i^  Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ; 


PRAYER.  487 


Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine 's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Once,  a  sinner,  near  despair, 
Sought  thy  mercy  seat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free, — 
Lord !  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

8  Many  days  have  passed  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 
Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now  ; — 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

4  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need — 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  ; 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

5  Xo — I  must  maintain  my  hold  ; 

'T  is  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  ; 

I  can  no  denial  take, 

Since  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


444 


REVIVAL. 


'0 


HYMN  444,  L.  M. 

The  Sun  of  Pughteousness. 

SUX  of  righteousness !  arise, 
With  gentle  beams  on  Zion  shine  ; 
Dispel  the  darkness  from  our  eyes, 
And  souls  awake  to  life  divine. 


2  On  all  around,  let  grace  descend, 

Like  heavenly  dew,  or  copious  showers  ; 
That  we  may  call  our  God  our  friend, — 
That  we  may  hail  salvation  ours. 


445 


HYMN  445,  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 

J    A  LORD  !  thy  work  revive 
\J  In  Zion's  gloomy  hour  ; 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live, 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  Oh  !  let  thy  chosen  few 
Awake  to  earnest  prayer ; 


488   HYMNS  CCCCXLYI,  CCCCXLVII. 

Tlieir  solemn  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  tear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak. 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break,-- 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear, 

Xow  listen  to  our  cry  ; 
Oh  !  come,  and  bring  salvation  near  ;— 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

446  HYMH446,I.H. 

TtfTDv  Weeping  ever  Sinners. 

1  A  EISE,  my  tenderest  thoughts  !  arise  ; 

■A  Dissolve  in  grief,  my  streaming  eyes ! 
And  thou,  my  heart !  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  nature  sunk  in  shame  ; 
See  scandal  poured  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
The  Father  wounded,  through  the  Son, 
The  world  abused, — the  soul  undone  ! 

3  See  the  short  course  of  vain  delight, 
Closing  in  everlasting  night, 

In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  bitter  tears  for  ever  flow ! 

4  My  God  !  I  feel  the  mournful  scene, 
And  yearn  with  grief  o'er  dying  men  ; 
TThile  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim 
Souls  that  may  perish  in  the  flame. 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 

And  can  but  weep,  where  most  it  loves : 
Thine  own  all-saving  arm  employ, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 


447 


HYMN  447,  H.  M. 

The  Jubilee  proclaimed. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet! — blow, — 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, — 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners!  home. 


448 


REVIVAL.  459 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God,— 

The  Bin-atoning  Lamb  : 
Redemption  by  his  I  ' 

Through  all  the  world,  proclaim: 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 

Retort  ye  ransomed  sinners !  Lome. 

3  Ye  sla\  es  of  sin  and  hell ! 

Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  ; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  Burners  !  home. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pard'ning  grace : 
Ye  happy  souls  !  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners  !  home. 

5  Jesus,  our  great  High-Priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made  : 
Ye  weary  spirits !  rest, 

Ye  mourning  souls  !  be  glad  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners !  home. 

HYMN  448,  L.  M. 

Hope  in   Times  of  Darkness. 

1  1VHILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

'  I    To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, — 
u Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 

2  M  Though  for  a  time  I  hid  my  face, 

Rely  upon  my  love  and  power  ; 

Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 

And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour. 

3  "  Take  down  thy  long-neglected  harp 

I  *ve  seen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  prayer ; 
The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair/' 

4  Lord !  I  obey. — my  hopes  revive  ; 

Come,  join  with  me.  ye  saints  !  and  sing, 
Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive. 
For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 


490  HYMNS  CCCCXLIX,  CCCCL. 


449 


HYMN  449,  L.  M. 

The  Vision  of  dry  Bones. 

1  T  OOK  down,  0  Lord  !  with  pitying  eye, 
-Ij  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie ; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  grcund, 
And  scatters  slaughtered  heaps  around. 

2  And  can  these  dead  awake  and  live  ? 
And  can  these  perished  bones  revive  ? 
That,  mighty  God !  to  thee  is  known  ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain, 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, — 
Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death  ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice, — 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

5  So,  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake  the  heavens,  and  rend  the  ground, 
Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 
And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 


450 


HYMN  450,  H.  M. 

Rejoicing  in  a  Revival. 


1  A  ZIOX !  tune  thy  voice, 

\J  And  raise  thy  hands  on  high  ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 

And  boast  salvation  nigh  ; 
Cheerful  in  God, 

Arise  and  shine, 

While  rays  divine 
Stream  all  abroad. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 

He  pours  around  thy  head ; 
The  nations  round 

Thy  form  shall  view, 

With  lustre  new, 
Divinely  crowned. 


REVIVAL.  491 

3  In  honor  to  his  name, 

Reflect  that  sacred  light : 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright ; 
Pursue  his  praise. 

Till  sovereign  love, 

In  worlds  above, 
The  glory  raise. 

4  There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 
And,  with  his  radiance,  fill 

Those  fairer,  purer  skies  ; 
"While,  round  his  throne, 

Ten  thousand  stars, 

In  nobler  sphei 
His  influence  own. 


451 


HYMN  451,  8s  and  7s. 

Prayer  for  a  Revival. 


1  C  AVIOUR !  visit  thy  plantation  ; 
^  Grant  lis,  Lord  !  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  : — 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  : 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  enticing  snare-. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh  ; 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour. 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


152 


HYMN  452,  8s  and  7s. 

Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  Zion 

HEAR  what  God.  the  Lord,  hath  spoken  ;- 
"  0  my  people  !  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, — 

Eair  abodes  I  build  for  you : 
Scenes  of  heart-felt  tribulation 
Shall  no  more  perplex  your  way? ; 


492  HYMN  CCCCLIII. 

You  shall  name  your  walls — Salvation,— 
And  your  gates  shall  all  he — Praise." 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow : 
Still,  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression — 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  declining, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me  : 
God  will  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  will  be  your  glory, — 

God  your  everlasting  light. 


453 


HYMN  453,  7s. 

Winning  Souls. 

1  WOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God  ? 

» '    Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 
To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 

2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide, 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, — 
How  his  head,  with  thorns,  was  crowned, 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned : — 

3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath, 
How  he  agonized  in  death, 
How  he  lives  to  intercede, — 
Christ,  our  advocate  and  head. 

4  Tell  him, — it  was  sovereign  grace 
Led  thee  first  to  seek  his  face  ; 
Made  thee  choose  the  better  part, 
Wrought  salvation  in  thy  heart. 

5  Tell  him  of  that  liberty, 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free ! 
Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 


454 


ORDINANCES  493 


HYMN  454,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Fountain  of  lAfe. 


1  CEE,  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
0  Streams  of  Hying  water  flow! 

God  has  opened  there  a  fountain, 
That  supplies  the  plains  below : 

They  are  blessed. 

AYho  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing^ 

Streams  of  mercy  lind  their  way; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 

Making  all  around  look  gay  : 
0  ye  nations ! 

Hail  the  long-expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All-enriching  as  it  goes  ; 
Lo,  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure, — 

Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose  : 
Every  object 

Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

4  Trees  of  life,  the  banks  adorning, 

Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around  ; 
Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning, 

Pleasure  comes,  and  hopes  abound; 
Fair  their  portion ! — 

Endless  life,  with  glory  crowned. 


ORDINANCES. 


455 


HYMN  455,  C.  M. 
Christ  receiving  Children. 


1  CEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
^  With  all-engaging  charms  ! 

Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lamb?, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,'-  he  cries, 

11  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

42 


494         HYMNS  CCCCLVJ,  cccclyii. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord  !  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine,— 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock !  with  pleasure  hear, — 

Ye  children !  seek  his  face  ; 
And  fly,  with  transports,  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; — 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

a  pz  n  HYMN  458,  L.  M. 

^r*-J\J  Infant  Baptism. 

1  A  LORD  !  encouraged  by  thy  grace, 
V/  "We  bring  our  infant  to  thy  throne  ; 
Give  it  within  thy  heart  a  place, 

Let  it  be  thine,  and  thine  alone. 

2  Wash  it  from  every  stain  of  guilt, 

And  let  this  child  be  sanctified ; 
Lord !  thou  canst  cleanse  it,  if  thou  wi  t, 
And  all  its  native  evils  hide. 

3  We  ask  not,  for  it,  earthly  bliss, 

Or  earthly  honors,  wealth  or  fame  : 
The  sum  of  our  request  is  this — 
That  it  may  love  and  fear  thy  name. 

4  This  infant  we,  by  faith,  commit 

To  thy  kind  love  and  guardian  care  ; 
We  lay  it  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
He  will  not  let  it  perish  there. 

a  ryj  HYMN  457,  C.  M. 

44'tJ  I  The  Promise  to  Abraham. 

1  TTOW  large  the  promise — how  divine, 
-tl  To  Abra'm  and  his  seed ! 

"  I  '11  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love, 

From  age  to  age,  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 


458 


ORDINANCES.  495 

Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  forefath( 

lie  takes  young  children  in  x/\s  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

Oar  God. — how  faithful  are  his  ways! 

His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor,  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

HYMN  458,  S.  M. 

Christ  blessing-  Children. 

1  THE  Saviour  kindly  calls 

A   Our  children  to  his  breast : 
He  holds  them  in  his  gracious  arms ; — 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 

2  "  Let  them  approach."  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim ; 
The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these. — 
i  or  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  With  joy  we  bring  them,  Lord  ! 

Devoting  them  to  thee. 
Imploring,  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 


459 

i 


HYMN  459,  C.  M. 

The  Saviour  blessing  Children. 

WHEN  Jesus  left  the  throne  of  God, 

1 1    He  chose  an  humble  birth  ; 
A  man  of  grief,  like  us,  he  trod 
A  lonely  path  on  earth. 

2  Like  him.  may  vre  be  found  below, 

In  wisdom's  paths  of  peace  ; 
Like  him,  in  grace  and  knowledge,  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase. 

3  Sweet  were  his  words,  and  kind  his  look, 

When  mothers  round  him  pressed  ; 
Their  infants,  in  his  arms,  he  took, 
And  on  his  bosom  blessed. 

<i  When  Jesus  into  Salem  rode, 
The  children  sang  around ; 
For  joy,  they  plucked  the  palms,  and  strewed 
Their  garments  on  the  ground. 


496  HYMNS  CCCCLX,  CCCCLXI. 

5  "Hosanna!"— our  glad  voices  iaise — 
"Hosanna  to  our  King !" 
Could  we  forget  our  Saviour's  praise, 
The  stones  themselves  would  sing. 


460 


HYMN  460,  C.  M. 

Infants,  living-  or  dying,  in  the  Arms  cf  C.lrisU 

1  THY"  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord ! 
-i-  With  transport  all-divine ; 
Thine  image  trace,  in  every  word, 

Thy  love,  in  every  line. 

2  With  joy,  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face  ; 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms, 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  u  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me — 
In  me,  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can 't  dissolve  my  love  ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 
I  '11  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will." 

6  His  words,  ye  happy  parents !  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine: 
Dear  Saviour !  all  Ave  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 


461 


HYMN  461,  S.  M. 

The  Spirit  in  Baptism. 

1  nREATGod!  now  condescend 
VJ  To  bless  our  rising  race ; 

Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend, 
The  subjects  of  thy  grace. 

2  Oh  !  what  a  pure  delight 

Their  happiness  to  see ! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite, 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 


ORDINANCES.  -497 

.rj  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love! 
This  ordinance  divine  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  abo 
And  make  these  children  thine. 

a  r>  Q  HYMN  462,  L.  M. 

A\)^>  Baptism  of  the  Haijf  Ghost. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Ghost !   come  from  on  high, 
VJ  Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou! 

The  sacramental  seal  apply. 

And  witn  now. 

2  Exert  thy  gracious  power  divine, 

And  sprinkle  thou  th'  atoning  blood  ; 
May  Father,  Son.  and  Spirit,  join 
To  seal  this  child,  a  child  of  God. 

*  ,»  q  HYMN  463,  L.  M. 

40O  V    '  Baptism  of  a  Household. 

1  T'XITED  prayers  ascend  to  the 
L  Eternal  Parent  of  mankind ! 
Smile  on  this  waiting  family  ; 

Thy  bles-jing  let  thy  servants  find. 

2  Let  the  dear  pledges  of  their  love, 

Like  tender  plants,  around  them  grow  : 
Thy  present  grace,  and  joys  above. 
Upon  their  little  ones  bestow. 

3  Receive,  at  their  believing  hand, 

The  charge  which  they  devote  as  thine, 
Obedient  to  their  Lord's  command  ; 
And  seal,  with  power,  the  rite  divine. 

•i  To  every  member  of  their  house. 

Thy  grace  impart,  thy  love  extend ; 
Grant  every  good  that  time  allows, 
"With  heavenly  joys  that  never  end. 

AC  A  HYMN  464,  S.  M. 

t^U't  Prayer  for  the  Sanctijication  of  Children. 


l0 


GODofAbra'm!  hear 
The  parents'  humble  cry  ; 
In  covenant  mercy  now  appear, 
While  in  the  dust  we  lie. 

children  of  our  love. 
In  mercy  thou  hast  given. 


498    HYMNS  CCCOLXV,  OOCCLXVI. 

That  we  through  grace  may  faithful  prove, 

In  training  them  for  heaven. 

3  Oh  !  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord ! 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify  ; 
Remember  now  thy  gracious  word ; — 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

4  Draw  forth  the  melting  tear, 

The  penitential  sigh ; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere, 
And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 

5  These  children  now  are  thine, — 

We  give  them  back  to  thee  ; 
Oh  !  lead  them  by  thy  grace  divine, 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 

ApR  HYMN  465,  C.  M. 

4r  U  ty  The  Condescension  of  Christ. 

1  "DEIIOLD  what  condescending  love 
-D  Jesus  on  earth  displays ! 

To  babes  and  sucklings,  he  extends 
The  riches  of  his  grace  ! 

2  He  still  the  ancient  promise  keeps, 

To  our  forefathers  given  ; 
Young  children  in  his  arms  he  takes, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

3  Forbid  them  not,  whom  Jesus  calls, 

Nor  dare  the  claim  resist, 
Since  his  own  lips  to  us  declare — 
Of  such  will  heaven  consist. 

4  With  flowing  tears,  and  thankful  hearts, 

We  give  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Receive  them,  Lord !  into  thine  arms, — 

Thine  may  they  ever  be. 


466 


HYIO  466,  L.  M. 

Entering  into  Covenant. 


1  All !  happy  day.  that  fixed  my  choice 
\J  On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  Oh  !  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 


ORDINANCES.  499 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  1  move. — 

3  'T  is  done — the  great  transaction  's  done  ;- 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ! 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  iest; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part, 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  Mil  my  breast. 

5  High  heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear; 
Till,  in  life's  latest  hour,  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


467 


HYMN  467,  L.  M. 

A   Welcome  to  Christian  Fellowship. 

1  r<OME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord! 
\J  Oh  !  come  in  Jesus1  precious  name  ; 
We  welcome  thee,  with  one  accord, 

And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We  '11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And,  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears. 

We  '11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known  ; 
We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brothers  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more,  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  ; 
Oh  !  may  we  all  together  meet, 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


468 


HYMN  468,  L.  M. 

Entire  Consecration. 


1  "VTOW  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 

-1^1    With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  ways  will  I  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Oh  !  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ! — 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 


500         HYMNS  COCOLXIX,  CCCGLXX. 

Till  otheis  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 

And,  in  his  kind  commands,  rejoice. 

4  Oh  !  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Xor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

a  £>q  HYMN  469,  L.  M. 

*db  D  t7  Self-Dedication  to  God. 

1  T  ORD  !  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Jj  Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  me,  in  mercy,  now  a  place, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, — 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thee,  my  new  master,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all ; 
Lord  !  let  me  live  and  die  to  thee, — 
Be  thine  through  all  eternitv. 


470 


HYMN  470,  C.  M. 

The   Young'  entering  into  Covenant, 

1  pOME,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God, 
\j  In  everlasting  bands ; 

And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2  Come,  let  us  to  hii  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favor  there ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  pour  our  fervent  prayer. 

3  Come,  let  us  seal,  without  delay, 

The  covenant  of  his  grace ; 
Xor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 
Its  mern'ry  e'er  efface. 

4  Thus  mav  our  young  companions  haste, 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God ; 


471 


472 


ORDINANCES.  501 

Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 
Their  fathers'  feet  have  trod. 

HYMN  471,  C.  M. 

Public  Profession. 

"VE  men  and  angels  !  witness  now, 

A    Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break ; — 

That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor,  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 

Nor  ever  quit  the  held. 

We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 

A  needful  aid  supply. 

Oh !  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 

Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

HYMN  472,  L.  M. 

On  receiving  new  .Members. 


1  T7IXDEED  in  Christ!  for  his  dear  sake, 
IV.  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys,  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care,  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

4  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suffered  for  us,  here  below; — 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he 's  doing  for  us  now. 

5  This, — as  the  moments  pass  away, — 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 


502      HYMNS  CCCCLXXI1I,  CCCCLXXIV. 

And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day. 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

470  HYMN  473,  L.  M. 

^  /  O  The  Lord's  Supper  instituted. 

1  T  WAS  on  that  dark— that  doleful  night, 
-L   When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose, 

Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes  : — 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake  : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  :" — 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine, — 
4,,Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

4  "Do  this,"  lie  cried,  "till  time  shall  end, 

In  menrry  of  your  dying  friend  ; 
Meet,  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus  !  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  ot  the  Lamb. 


474 


HYMN  474,  C.  M. 

The  new  Covenant  sealed. 


1  THE  promise  of  my  Fathers  love 
J-   Shall  stand  for  ever  good : 

He  said — and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word, 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath ; 
'T  was  purchased  with  a  dying  groan. 
And  ratified  in  death. 

4  The  light  and  strength,  the  pard'ning  grace, 

And  fflorv  shall  be  mine  : 


475 


ORDINANCES.  503 

My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  arc  thine. 

HYMN  475,  7s. 
Sacramental  Emblems, 


1  "DREAD  of  heaven  !  on  thee  I  feed, 
-D  For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  ; 
Ever  may  my  soul  he  fed, 

With  the  true  and  living  bread  : 

Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  that  died. 

2  Vine  of  heaven !  thy  blood  supplies 

This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  : 
T  is  thy  wounds,  my  healing  give  : 
To  thy  cross  I  look  and  live  : 
Thou,  my  life  !  Oh  !  let  me  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 


476 


HYMN  476,  L.  M. 
The  Memorial*  of  Grace. 

1  TESTIS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

tl    "Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes. 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot. 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'T  is  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place. 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light. 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 


477 


HYMN  477,  S.  M. 

Communion  tcith   Christ  and  icith   Saints, 


1    TESUS  invites  his  saints, 
J    To  meet  around  his  board : 
Here  pardoned  rebels  sit.  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 


504        HYMNS  CCCCLXXVIII— LXXIX. 

2  This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 

Christ  and  his  members  one  ; — 
We,  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he,  the  first-born  Son. 

4  Let  all  our  powers  be  joined, 

His  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 
Pleasure  and  love  till  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 


478 


HYMN  478,  L.  M. 

»Xot  ashamed  of  Christ. 

1  AT  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord  ! 
-t\-  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 

And  thine  own  llesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  one  who  died ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 

And  cast  their  scandals  on  thy  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 


479 


HYMN  479,  C.  M. 

The  Love  of  Christ. 

1  TJOW  condescending  and  how  kind, 
-d  TTas  God's  eternal  Son  ! 

Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne ; 
There  's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 


ORDINANCES.  505 

3  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That,  when  the  Saviour  knew — 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 

His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

4  Now.  though  he  reigns  exalted  high. 

His  love  is  still  as  great ; 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 

5  Here,  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record. 
And.  with  our  joy  for  pardoned  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 

|QH  HYMN  480,  L.  M. 

^tOU  The  Day  of  Espousals. 

1  TESTS,  thou  everlasting  King  ! 

u    Accept  the  tribute  that  we  bring ; 
Accept  the  well-deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be, 
Like  our  espousals.  Lord !  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when,  from  above, 
We  first  received  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  oi  that  happy  day — 
Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

i  Each  foil' wing  minute,  as  it  flies. 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys; 
Till  we  are  raised  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


481 


HYMN  481,  C.  M. 

Humble  Communion  Kith  Christ, 

1  T  ORD  !  at  thy  table,  we  behold 
Li  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
But  most  of  all  admire,  that  we 

Should  find  a  welcome  place. 

2  We,  who  were  all  derlled  with  sin. 

And  rebels  to  our  God  : — 
We,  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood  ; — 

43 


506         HYMNS  CCCCLXXXII,  LXXXIII. 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  we,  so  lost,  have  room  ? 
Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites, 
And  freely  bids  us  come. 

4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  above ! 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers  ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 
ISTo  Saviour  is  like  ours. 


482 


HYMN  482,  C.  II. 

The  triumphal  Feas^. 

1  C\  OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, — 
\J  High  as  our  joys  arise, 

And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky, 
"Where  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  invites  us  here, 

To  this  triumphal  feast ; 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down, 
For  each  redeemed  guest. 

3  Victorious  God !  what  can  we  pay 

For  favors  so  divine  ? 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 
To  be  for  ever  thine. 

4  We  give  thee,  Lord  !  oar  highest  praise- 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues  ; 

But  themes,  so  infinite  as  these, 

Exceed  our  noblest  songs. 


483 


HYMN  483,  C.  M. 

The  Gospel  Feast. 

HOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, — 

"  Lord !  why  was  I  a  guest  ? — 

"  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice. 

And  enl  er  while  there 's  room, 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 

And  rather  starve  than  come?" 


ORDINANCES.  507 

4  'T  Avas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  forced  us  in ; 
Else  Ave  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 

Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

6  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full. 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May,  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 


484 


HYMN  484,  C.  M, 
Remembering  Christ. 

1  TF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
-L  And  owns  the  grateful  tie  : 

If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh; 

2  Oli !  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude,  Ave  oavc 
To  him.  Avho  died,  our  fears  to  quell — 

Our  more  than  orphan's  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed, — 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  !" 

4  Remember  thee — thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Our  sinful  hearts  to  share  !  — 
0  mem'ry !  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 


485 


HYMN  485,  L.  M. 

The  presence  of  Christ  desired. 


1  17  AR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world!  be  gone, 
-T    Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 

Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see  ■— 
I  wait  a  visit.  Lord  !  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  groAvs  Avarm  Avith  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus  !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  Avith  heavenly  love. 


508  HYMN  CCCCLXXXVI. 

3  Blest  Saviour  !  what  delicious  fare — 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace,  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-divine ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine ; 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one, 
That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known  ! 


486 


HYMN*  486,  C.  M. 

Re  member  in  rr  Christ. 


1  A  CCORDIXG  to  thy  gracious  word, 
■^i-  In  meek  humility. 

This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord! — 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, — 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee? 

4  "When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee  : — 

5  Eemember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ! — 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
"Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And,  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  mem'ry  flee, — 
When,  in  thy  kingdom,  thou  shalt  come, 
Jesus !  remember  me. 


487 


488 


SABBATH.  509 

SABBATH. 


HYMN  487,  7s. 

The  Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  C  AFELY,  through  another  week, 

O  God  lias  brought  us  on  our  way  ; — 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  ; — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciled  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  Ave  rest,  this  day,  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord !  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners — comfort  saints  ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints  : 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

HYMN  488,  S.  M. 

Tlie  Lord's  Day  and  public    Worship 

1  WELCOME!  sweet  day  of  rest, 

'  *    That  saw  the  Lord  arise ! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amidst  the  place 

Where  ray  dear  God  hath  been, 

43* 


510       HYMNS  CCCCLXXXIX,  CCCCXC. 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay, 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, — 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


489 


HYMN  489,  R  M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  WELCOME!  delightful  morn, 

*  »    Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; — 

Lord  !  make  these  moments  blest ; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord  !  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face  : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  the  sacred  hours  ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  bestowed  in  vain. 


490 


HYMN  490,  C.  M. 

Dawn  of  the  Sabbath. 

AGAIX,  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Dispels  the  darkness  of  the  night, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

Oh  !  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapt 

A  sinful  world  in  gloom ! 
Oh  !  what  a  sun,  which  broke  this  day, 

Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosaanas  sung ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 

And  praise  on  every  tongue 


SABBATH.  511 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  lips  shall  join 
To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings,  from  its  wings, 
To  nations  vet  unborn. 


491 


HYMN  491,  H.  M. 
Morning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints !  awake, 
ii-  And  hail  this  sacred  day; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise, 

Your joyfnl  homage  pay; 
Come,  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blessed,-- 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn, 

The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 
And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail !  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings; 

And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  ; — 
"Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years,  to  live  and  reign!'' 

4  Great  King !  gird  on  thy  sword, 

Ascend  thy  conquering  car; 
While  justice,  power  and  love 

Maintain  the  glorious  war : 
This  day  let  sinners  own  thy  sway, 
And  rebels  cast  their  arms  away. 


492 


HYMN  492,  L.  M. 

Morning  of  the  Lord/!,  Day. 

AIL  !  morning  known  among  the  blest, - 
Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love, — 
Of  heavenly  peace,  and  holy  rest. 
Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above! 


]H 


2  Blest  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Who,  from  the  dead,  hath  brought  his  Soil ; 
Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restored, 
And  everlasting  glory  won. 


512        HYMNS  OCCOXOIII,  CCCCXCIV. 

3  Scarce  morning  twilight  had  begun, 

To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 

When  Christ  arose — unsetting  sun — 
The  dawn  of  joy's  eternal  day. 

4  Mercy  looked  down,  with  smiling  eye, 

When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead ; 
Faith  marked  his  bright  ascent  on  high, 
And  hope,  with  gladness,  raised  her  head. 

5  Descend,  O  Spirit  of  the  Lord ! 

Thy  fire  to  every  bosom  bring ; 
Then  shall  our  ardent  hearts  accord, 
And  teach  our  lips  God's  praise  to  sing. 


493 


494 


HYMN  493,  C.  M. 
The  Resurrection  Morn, 


1  IDLEST  morning !  whose  young  dawning  rays 
O  Beheld  our  rising  God ; 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb, 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 

The  third,  th'  appointed  day- 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force, 

To  hold  our  God,  in  vain  : 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord ! 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay ; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation,  and  immortal  praise, 

To  our  victorious  King ! 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  seas, 
With  glad  hosannas  ring. 


'A 


HYMN  494,  L.  M. 

The  Rest  of  the  Sabbath. 

XOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Eeturn,  my  soul !  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blessed. 


SABBATH.  513 

2  Oh  !  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
Aa  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw,  from  heaven,  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it,  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, — 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne?er  shall  end ! 


495 


HYMN  495,  L.  M. 

The  earthly  and  heavenly  Sabbath. 

1  THIXE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord!  we  love, 
i-   But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire. 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  Xo  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
Xo  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
That  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  Soon  shall  that  glorious  day  begin, 
Beyond  this  world  of  death  and  sin  ; 
Soon  shall  our  voices  join  the  song 
Of  the  triumphant,  holy  throng. 


496 


HYMN  498,  7s. 

The  holy  Day  of  Rest. 

WELCO^IE  !  sacred  day  of  rest ! 
"»    Sweet  repose  from  worldly  care; — 
Day.  above  all  days  the  best, 

When  our  souls  for  heaven  prepare;  — 
Day  when  our  Redeemer  rose, 

Victor  o'er  the  hosts  of  hell : 
Thus  he  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; — 

Let  our  lips  his  glory  tell. 


514       HYMNS  CCCCXCVII,  CCCOXCYIII. 

2  Gracious  Lord !  we  love  this  day, 

When  we  hear  thy  holy  word, 
When  we  sing  thy  praise,  and  pray; — 

Earth  can  no  such  joys  afford : 
But  a  better  rest  remains, 

Heavenly  Sabbaths, — happier  days, 
Eest  from  sin,  and  rest  from  pains, — 

Endless  joys,  and  endless  praise. 


497 


HYMN  497,  C.  M. 

A  Sabbath  in  the  House  of  God. 

1  TTERE  cares  and  angry  passions  cease, 
J-l  For  saints  together  meet, 

To  spend  an  hour  of  prayer  and  peace, 
At  their  Redeemer's  feet. 

2  No  sculptured  wonders  meet  the  sight, 

Nor  pictured  saints  appear, 
Nor  storied  window's  gorgeous  light, 
For  God  himself  is  here. 

3  And  here  are  comrades,  in  the  war 

With  Satan  and  with  sin, 
Who  now  in  God's  own  favor  share, 
And  soon  their  heaven  will  win. 

4  Glory  to  God !  who  deigns  to  bless 

This  consecrated  day, 
Unfolds  his  wondrous  promises, 
And  makes  it  sweet  to  pray. 

5  Glory  to  God !  who  deigns  to  hear 

The  humblest  sigh  we  raise, 
And  answers  every  heart-felt  prayer, 
And  hears  our  hymn  of  praise. 


498 


'A 


HYMN  498,  C.  M. 

The  first  Day  of  the   Week. 

ND  now  another  week  begins, 
This  day  we  call  the  Lord's ; 
This  day  he  rose,  who  bore  our  sins, — 
For  so  his  word  records. 

2  Hark,  how  the  angels  sweetly  sing ! — 
Their  voices  fill  the  sky  ; 
They  hail  their  great  victorious  King, 
And  welcome  him  on  high. 


SABBATH.  515 

3  We  *11  catch  the  note  of  lofty  praise  ; 

May  we  their  rapture  feel ; 
Our  thankful  song  with  theirs  we  '11  raise, 
And  emulate  their  zeal. 

4  Come,  then,  ye  saints!  and  grateful  sing 

Of  Christ,  our  risen  Lord, — 
Of  Christ,  the  everlasting  King,— 
Of  Christ,  tlv  incarnate  Word. 

5  Hail,  mighty  Saviour!  thee  we  bail! 

High  on  thy  throne  above : 
Till  heart  and  flesh  together  fail, 
AVe  '11  sing  thy  matchless  love. 


499 


HYMN  499,  C.  M. 

The  first  Sabbath, 

1  TJO^V  bright  a  day  was  that,  which  saw 

-H  Creation's  work  complete  ! 
All  nature  owned  her  Maker's  law, 
And  worshiped  at  his  feet. 

2  The  world,  arranged  by  power  divine, 
In  perfect  order  stood ; 

And,  resting  from  his  great  design, 
God  saw  that  all  was  good. 

3  Xot  such  a  Sabbath  now  appears, 
For  sin  has  ruined  all ; 

Xo  longer  man  with  pleasure  hears 
A  gracious  Father's  call. 

4  Yet,  Lord!  bring  back  the  reign  of  peace, 
Let  brighter  days  begin ; 

And  teach  vain  creatures  how  to  cease 
From  folly,  and  from  sin. 

5  Let  sinners  be  again  made  thine, 
Though  once  with  vengeance  cursed ; 

And  let  a  second  Sabbath  shine, 
As  glorious  as  the  first. 

P\C\(\  HYMN  500,  C.  M. 

Jl'U  The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  THE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 
-L   In  concert  with  the  blest ; 
And  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  this  day  of  rest. 


516  HYMNS  DI,  DII. 

2  Lord !  may  we  still  remember  thee, 

And  more  in  knowledge  grow ; 
Oh  !  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 
While  waiting  here  below. 

3  On  this  blest  day,  a  brig] iter  scene 

Of  glory  was  displayed, 
By  God,  th'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  hath  bought 

With  blood,  and  grief,  and  pain  : 
'T  was  great— to  speak  the  world  from  nought,- 
'T  was  greater — to  redeem. 

prrv^t  HYMN  501,  L.  M. 

JU1  The  Lord's  Day. 

1  THIS  day  the  Lord  hath  called  his  own; — 
-1    Oh !  let  us  then  his  praise  declare, 

Fix  our  desires  on  him  alone, 

And  seek  his  face,  with  fervent  prayer. 

2  Lord  !  in  thy  love,  would  we  rejoice, 

That  bids  the  burdened  soul  be  free ; 
And,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Devote  these  sacred  hours  to  thee. 

3  Now  let  the  world's  delusive  things 

No  more  our  groveling  thoughts  employ  ; 
But  faith  be  taught  to  stretch  her  wings, 
In  search  of  heaven's  unfailing  joy. 

4  Oh !  let  these  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord ! 

Be  to  our  lasting  welfare  blest ; 
The  purest  comfort  here  afford, 
And  fit  us  for  eternal  rest. 


502 


HYMN  502,  10s. 

The  Sabbath,  a  holy  Rest. 


1  A  GAIN  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest,      [blest ; 
A  Which,  when  he  made  the  world,  Jehovah 
When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cease, 
And  all  be  piety,  and  all  be  peace. 

2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day 

To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey ; 
So  shall  he  hear,  when  fervently  we  raise 
Our  supplications,  and  our  songs  of  praise. 


SABBATH.  517 

3  Father  in  heaven !  in  whom  our  hopes  confide, 
Whose  power  defends  as,  and  whoso  precepts  guide  ; 
In  life  our  guardian,  and  in  death  our  friend, — 
Glory  supreme  be  thine,  till  time  shall  end. 


503 


HYMN  503,  C.  M. 

The  Sacrifice  of  the  Heart. 

1  TfTHEN,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 

1 1    Man  comes  to  meet  his  God, 
What  rites — what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  praise  abroad? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires, 

Shall  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  ! — creation's  Lord 

Thine  offerings  well  may  spare ; 
But  give  thy  heart — and  thou  shalt  find, 
That  God  will  hear  thy  prayer. 


504 


HYMN  504,  7s  and  6s. 

Sabbath   Contemplations. 

1  T  ORD  of  the  vast  creation, 

Li  Support  of  worlds  unknown, 
Desire  of  every  nation !  — 

Behold  us  at  thy  throne  ; 
We  come,  for  mercy  crying 

Through  thine  atoning  blood  ; 
And,  on  thy  grace  relying, 

We  seek  each  promised  good. 

2  We  bless  the  condescension, 

That  brought  thee  down  to  earth  ; 
Of  which  the  seers  made  mention, 

Who  prophesied  thy  birth  : 
We  celebrate  the  glory. 

That  marked  thy  wondrous  way, 
And  own  the  joyful  story, 

That  claims  this  hallowed  day. 

3  Oh  !  when  shall  thy  salvation 

Be  known  through  every  land, 
And  men,  in  every  station, 
Obey  thy  great  command  ? 

44 


518  HYMNS  DA',  DYL 

In  God's  own  Son  believing, 
From  sin  may  they  be  free ; 

And  gospel  grace  receiving, 
Find  life  and  peace  in  thee. 


50 


o 


506 


HYMN  505,  L.  M. 

The  Close  of  the  Sabbath. 


1  (  XOTHER  day  lias  passed  along, 
A  And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb, — 
Nearer  to  join  the  heavenly  song, 

Or  hear  the  last  eternal  doom. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve. 

And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there; 
For  these  blest  hours,  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 

3  The  time — how  lovely  and  how  still ; 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below. — 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, — 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  g^w. 

4  Season  of  rest !  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  to  love; 
And,  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

5  Xor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long. 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod  ; 

And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song, — 

The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 


HYMN  506,  C.  M. 

Evening-  of  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  PREQUEXT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
-F    To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 

How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties.  Lord  !  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  0  Lord !  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  :— 


SABBATH.  519 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine, 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 

And  feast  on  love  divine  : — 

5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains, 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  th'  ethereal  plains, 
And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 


507 


HYMN  507,  C.  M. 

LorXs  Day  Evening. 

1  WHEN,  0  dear  Jesus  !  when  shall  I 

■  f    Behold  thee  all-serene: 
Blest  in  perpetual  Sabbath  day, 
Without  a  veil  between  ? 

2  Assist  me  while  I  wander  here, 

Amidst  a  world  of  cares  : 
Incline  ray  heart  to  pray  with  love, 
And  then  accept  my  prayers. 

8  Spare  me,  my  God  !  Oh  !  spare  the  soul 
That  gives  itself  to  thee  ; 
Take  all  that  I  possess  below, 
And  give  thyself  to  me. 

4  Thy  Spirit,  0  my  Father !  give 
to  be  ray  guide  and  friend. 
To  light  my  path  to  ceaseless  joys, 
Where  Sabbaths  never  end. 


508 


SANCTUARY. 


HYMN  508,  S.  M. 

The  Jlercy  Seat. 

HOW  charming  is  the  place, 
Where  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  glories  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad ! 

Not  the  fair  palace-. 

To  which,  the  great  resort. 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 

Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 


520  HYMNS  MX,  DX. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy  seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crowned, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  thee  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  thee,  our  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 

Oh  !  listen  to  our  broken  sighs, 

And  grant  us  all  our  wants. 

5  Give  us,  O  Lord  !  a  place, 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, — 
The  servants  of  our  God. 


509 


HYMN  509,  C.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Ziov. 

1  TTO^  honorable  is  the  place, 
-"-  Where  we  adoring  stand  ; 
Zion  ! — the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
The  wails,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King  ! 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace, — 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  : 
Strength,  in  the  Lord  Jehovah,  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 


510 


HYMN  510,  L.  M. 

The  Church,  the  Palace  of  God. 

1   TTAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
J-l  The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ! 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God ! 


511 


SANCTUARY.  521 

2  Thy  Avails  are  strengtn  :  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundation  move, 
Fixed  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage  — 
Against  thy  throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
Like  rising  waves,  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun : 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace, 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

HYMN  511,  H.  M. 

The  House  of  Prayer. 

1  p  BEAT  Father  of  mankind! 

VJ  We  bless  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find, 

Within  thy  courts,  a  place  : 
How  kind  the  care 

Our  God  displays, 

For  us  to  raise 
A  house  of  prayer ! 

2  Though  once  estranged  afar, 

We  now  approach  the  throne, 
For  Jesus  brings  us  near. 

And  makes  our  cause  his  own : 
Strangers  no  more, 

To  thee  we  come  ; 

"We  find  our  home. 
And  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join, 

And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
Xo  more  our  own,  but  thine, 

We  triumph  in  thy  claim  ; 
Our  Father  King ! 

Thy  covenant  grace 

Our  souls  embrace, 
Thy  titles  sing. 

4  Let  all  the  nations  throng, 

To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
And  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  smile  upon  their  vows, 

44* 


522  HYMNS  DXH,  DXIII. 

Indulgent  still, 

Till  earth  conspire 

To  join  the  choir, 
On  Zion's  hill. 


512 


HYMN  512,  7s. 

The  House  of  Prayer  and  Praise, 

1  TORD  of  hosts!  to  thee  Ave  raise, 

AJ  Here,  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise ; 
Thou  thy  people's  heart  prepare, 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed, 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here,  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  girt  the  land ; 
Here,  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah ! — earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply; 
Hallelujah ! — hence  ascend 

Prayer  and  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

r.q  HYMN  513,  L.  M. 

t/lO  On  opening  a  House  of  Worship. 

1  TTERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God ! 

-tl  We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee  , 
Oh !  make  it  now  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  keep  it,  Lord  !  from  error  free. 

2  When  here  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live ; 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  when  thou  nearest,  Lord !  forgive 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim, 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son  ; 
Still,  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, — 

Hcsanna  to  their  heavenly  King, — 
Let  heaven,  with  earth,  the  strain  prolong  - 
"  Hosanna !"  let  the  angels  sing. 


SANCTUARY.  523 

5  But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign, 

Here  to  abide.— no  transient  guest  I 
Here,  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 

And  here,  the  Holy  Spirit  reel 

6  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart ! 

Yet  choose  not.  Lord  !  this  house  alone  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  in  every  heart, — 
In  every  bosom,  iix  thy  throne. 


514 


515 


HYMN  514,  L.  M. 

Prayer  on  opening  a  Church  Edifice. 


1  lyiTHIX  thy  house,  0  Lord  our  God ! 

'  I    In  glorious  majesty  appear  ; 

Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 

And  shed  thy  choicest  blessings  here. 

2  "When  we  thy  mercy  seat  surround. 

Thy  Spirit,  with  thy  word,  impart  ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

"With  power  divine,  reach  every  heart. 

3  Here,  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain, 

Here,  give  the  broken  spirit  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, — 
Enthroned  in  every  yielding  breast. 

4  Here,  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  supplication  rise. 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ, 
In  realms  of  bliss,  heyond  the  skies. 


l6' 


HYMN  515,  C.  M. 

Dedication  of  a  Church. 

OD  of  the  universe  !  to  thee 
This  sacred  fane  we  rear. 
And  now,  with  songs  and  bended  knee, 
Invoke  thy  presence  here. 

Long  may  this  echoing  dome  resound 

The  praises  oi  thy  name. — 
These  hallowed  walls  to  all  around 

The  Triune  God  proclaim. 

Here,  let  thy  love — thy  presence  dwell,- 
Thy  glory  here  make  known  ; 

Thy  people's  home,  Oh  !  come,  and  fill, 
And  seal  it  as  thine  own. 


524  HYMN  DXVL 

4  When  sad  with  care,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Here  may  the  burdened  soul. 
Beneath  thy  sheltering  wing,  rind  rest ; 
Here,  make  the  wounded  whole. 

5  And,  when  the  last  long  Sabbath  morn 

Upon  the  just,  shall  rise, 
May  all,  who  own  thee  here,  be  borne 
To  mansions  in  the  skies. 


MINISTRY. 


516 


:H 


HYMN  516,  S.  M. 

The  Heralds  of  Christ. 

OW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
"Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  !  — 
"  Zion  !  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here!" 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound ! 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


517 


518 


MINISTRY.  525 


HYMN  517,  L.  M 

The  great  Commission. 

u  1**10,  preach  my  gospel  \n — saith  the  Lord,— 
vJ  "Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  ; 

He  shall  be  saved  who  trusts  my  word; 
He  shall  be  damned  who  don't  believe. 

;*  I  '11  make  your  great  commission  known, 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

"  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands,— 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 

All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend/' 

He  spake — and  light  shone  round  his  head  ; 

On  a  bright  cloud,  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
They,  to  the  farthest  nations,  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 


HYMN  518,  C.  M. 

Jfhiistcrs  watch  for  Souls. 

1  T  ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
±J  And  take  th1  alarm  they  give  ; 

ZST ow  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 

The  pastor's  care  demands ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart  ;  — 
It  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  ; — 
For  souls,  that  must  for  ever  live, 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

Th'  account  to  render  there ; 
And  shoukTst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord !  how  should  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Pwedeemer,  see ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  soul^, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 


526  HYMNS  DXIX,  DXX. 


519 


HYMN  519,  L.  M. 

fleeting  of  Ministers. 

1  pOUK  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high; 

-t    Lord!  thine  assembled  servants  bless  ; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  thy  priests  with  righteousness 

2  "Within  thy  temple  where  we  stand, 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  thee, 
Saviour  !  like  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 
The  angels  of  the  churches  be  ! 

3  Wisdom  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  with  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  thy  people  on  our  hearts, 

And  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost  love  :-- 

4  To  watch  and  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep ; 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 
Nourish  thy  lambs,  and  feed  thy  sheep. 

5  Then,  when  our  work  is  finished  here, 

In  humble  hope,  our  charge  resign  : 
"When  the  chief  Shepherd  shall  appear, 
0  God !  may  they  and  we  be  thine. 


520 


HYMN  520,  C.  M. 
The  Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  \TOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
-Li    And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 

Why  should  those  eyes  be  drowned  in  grief, 
That  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, — 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye,  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue; 

3  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

4  t;Lo!  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide ;" 
The  Lord  will  ne'er  forsake  his  own, 
Who  in  his  love  confide 


MINISTRY.  527 

5  Throagb  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
llis  promise  ia  our  trust ; 

And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
When  we  arc  cold  in  dust. 


521 


HYMN  521.  S.  M. 

The  Pastor's  Death. 


1  DEST  from  thy  labor,  rest;— 

All  Soul  of  the  just.  - 
Blest  be  thy  memory,  and  blest 
Thy  bright  example  be  ! 

2  Faith,  perseverance,  zeal. 

Language  of  light  and  power, 
Love, — prompt  to  act,  and  quick  to  feeh- 
Marked  thee,  till  life's  last  hour. 

3  Now, — toil  and  conflict  o'er. — 

Go,  take  with  saints  thy  place  ; 
But  go — as  each  hath  gone  before. — 
A  sinner  saved  by  grace. 

4  Lord  Jesus!    to  thy  hands 

Our  pastor  we  resign; 
And  now  we  wait  thine  own  commands; 
We  were  not  his,  but  thine. 

5  Thou  art  thy  church's  head : 

And.  when  the  members  die, 
Thou  raisest  others  in  their  stead : — 

To  thee  we  lift  our  eye. 
G  On  thee  our  hopes  depend  ; 

We  gather  round  our  Bock  : 
Send  whom  thou  wilt :  but  condescend 

Thyself  to  feed  thy  flock. 


522 


HYMN  522.  S.  M. 

The  Death  of  an  aged  .Minister. 


1  "  CERVANT  of  God  !  well  done ! 

^  Best  from  thy  loved  employ : 
The  battle  fought, — the  vict'ry  won, — 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came. 

He  started  up  to  hear  : 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell— but  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 


528  HYMN  DXXIH. 

A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms. 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past, — 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ !  well-done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy  ! 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS. 


523 


HYMN  523,  7s. 

Inquiring  of  a    Watchman. 

1  WATCHMAN!  tell  us  of  the  night, 

» »     What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 
Traveler !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height ! 

See  that  glory-beaming  star : 
Watchman !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveler !  }~es  ; — it  brings  the  day, — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night ; — 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends  ; 
Traveler !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends : 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveler !  ages  are  its  own, 

See !  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn ; 
Traveler !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn : 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home ; 
Traveler  !  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, — 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come ! 


524 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS.  529 

HYMN  524,  H.  M. 

(  hristian   Effort. 

1  DISE.  gracious  God!  and  shine 
-IIj  In  all  thy  saving  might ; 
And  prosper  each  design, 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light: 

Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 

2  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power  ! 

The  nations  then  will  see, 
And  earth  present  her  store, 

In  converts  born  of  thee  ; 
God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
And  earth  shall  vield  her  full  increase. 


525 


526 


HYMN  525,  8s  and  7s. 

The  Heathen  crying  for  Help. 

1  TTAKE  !  what  mean  those  lamentations, 
-11  Rolling  sadly  through  the  sky  ? 

?T  is  the  cry  of  heathen  nations, — 
11  Come  and  help  us,  or  we  die  !" 

2  Ilear  the  heathen's  sad  complaining, 

Christians  !   hear  their  dying  cry  ; 

And,  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 

Haste  to  help  them,  ere  they  die. 

HYMN  526,  7s  and  6s. 

The  Gospel  Banner. 

1  "KTOW  be  the  gospel  banner, 
ll  In  every  land,  unfurled  ; 
And  be  the  shout, — "  Hosanna  !" 

Re-echoed  through  the  world  , 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What,  though  th'  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  ? 
His  arm,  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine  : 
Ride  on,  O  Lord  !   victorious, 

Immanuel,  Prince  of  peace  ! 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious, — 

Thy  empire  still  increase. 

45 


53U  HYMNS  DXXVIL  DXXVHI. 

3  Yes, — thou  shalt  reign  for  ever. 

0  Jesus,  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  fur  thee  art-  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


527 


528 


HYMN  527,  L.  M. 

^Missionary  Me  sting. 

1  4  SSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command. 

-~i-  Before  thy  face,  dread  King !  we  stand ; 
The  voice  that  marshaled  every  star. 
Has  called  thy  people  from  afar. 

2  ^Ve  meet,  through  distant  lands,  to  spread, 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Along  the  line,  to  either  pole. 

The  thunder  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  Our  prayers  assist,  accept  our  praise, 
Our  hopes  revive,  our  courage  raise  ; 
Our  counsels  aid,  to  each  impart 
The  single  eye.  the  faithful  heart. 

-4  Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come, 
Recall  the  wandering  spirits  home ; 
Prom  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

HYMN  528,  L.  M. 

T'ie  Heralds  pointing  out  the    Way. 

1  V'O^Y  let  our  faith,  with  joy,  survey 
-^    The  glories  of  the  latter  day  ; 

Its  dawn  already  seems  begun. — 
Sure  earnest  of  the  rising  sun. 

2  The  friends  of  truth  assembled  stand,— 
A  chosen  consecrated  band. 

The  emblem  of  the  cross  display. 
And  cry  aloud. — "  Behold  the  way  I" 

3  Behold  the  way  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  Israel's  God  delights  to  dwell; 
He  fixes  there  his  lofty  throne. 

And  calls  the  sacred  place  his  own. 

4  ••  Behold  the  way!"  ye  heralds!  cry, 
Spare  no* .  but  lift  your  voices  high  ; 


5:29 


530 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS.  531 

Convey  the  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
And  bid  the  captive  Bigh  no  more. 
Auspicious  dawn  !  thy  rising  ray, 
With  joy,  we  view,  and  hail  the  day: 
Thou  Sun  !   arise,  supremely  bright, 
And  till  the  world  with  purest  light. 

HYMN  529,  L.  M. 

The  Heralds  of  Christ. 

n  APTAIN  of  thine  exalted  host ! 
\J  Display  thy  glorious  banner  high  ; 
The  summons  send,  from  coast  to  coas,, 

And  call  a  numerous  army  nigh. 
A  solemn  jubilee  proclaim, — 

Proclaim  the  great  sabbatic  day ; 
Assert  the  glories  of  thy  name  ; 

Spoil  Satan  of  his  wished-for  prey. 
Oh !  bid  thy  heralds  publish  loud 

The  peaceful  blessings  of  thy  reign  ; 
And,  when  they  speak  of  sprinkled  bleed, 

The  mystery  to  the  heart  explain. 

HYMN  530,  S.  M. 

Missionaries  encouraged. 

TTE  messengers  of  Christ ! 
-L    His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
Arise,  and  follow  where  he  lead?, 

And  peace  attend  your  way. 
The  Master,  whom  you  serve, 

Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 

With  sacred  courage  go. 
Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  name  ; 

Go,  tell  his  matchless  grace  ; 
Proclaim  salvation,  full  and  free, 

To  Adam's  guilty  race. 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 
The  cause  is  God's — and  will  prevail, 

In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 


531 


lM 


HYMN  531,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Departure  of  Missionaries. 

EN  of  God !  go  take  your  stations  ; 
Darkness  reigns  o'er  all  the  earth : — 


532  HYMNS  DXXXII,  DXXXIII. 

Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth  ; 

Bear  the  tidings — 

Tidings  of  the  Saviour's  worth. 

2  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend  ; 
Borne  afar  midst  foes  and  strangers, 

Jesus  will  appear  your  Friend ; 
And  his  presence 

Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end. 


532 


533 


HYMN  532,  7s  and  6s. 

Dejiarture  of  Missionaries. 

DOLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ! 
-t«j  And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy, 

To  every  vale  of  woe  : 
Arise,  ye  gales !  and  waft  them, 

Safe  to  their  destined  shore  ; 
That  men  may  sit  in  darkness, 

And  death's  black  shade,  no  more. 

0  thou  eternal  Ruler ! 

Who  boldest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, — 

Deliver  them  from  harm  : 
Thy  presence  still  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be ; 
Though  far  from  those  who  love  them. 

Let  them  be  nigh  to  thee. 

HYMN  533,  8s,  7s  and  4 

The  Heralds  of  Salvation 

1  (XN  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
V/  Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, — 

Zion  long  in  hostile  lands : 
Mourning  captive ! 

God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful, 

All  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 
Cease  thy  mourning  : — 

Zion  still  is  wre.l-beloved. 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS.  533 

8  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee, 
He  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  liee  before  thee, 

Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 
Great  deliverance 

Zion's  King  will  quickly  send. 
4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee. 
All  thy  warfare  now  is  past, 
God,  thy  Saviour,  shall  defend  thee, 

Peace  and  joy  are  come  at  last: 
All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 


o3i 


HYMN  534,  7s. 

The  Messengers  of  God. 

1  CI  O — ye  messengers  of  God ! 

VJ  Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 
Wave  the  banner  cross  on  high. 

2  Where  the  towering  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 

And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob*'  rise.       h 

3  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  for  ever  smile, 
And  th1  oppressed  for  ever  weep. 

4  O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, — 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

5  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  east, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, — 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast. 

6  Circumnavigate  the  ball, 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea : 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all, — 
Christ,  whose  love  is  full  and  free. 


535 


HYMN  535,  C.  M. 

Promised  Mi. 


1  pO,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim 
VJ  Ye  lave 


rored  men  oi  God  ! 
45* 


534  HYMN  DXXXVI. 

Go,  publish,  through  Immanuel's  name, 
Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

2  What,    hough  your  arduous  path-way  lie 

Thro  Jgh  regions  dark  as  death  ? 
What,  though,  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path  ? — 

3  Yet,  with  determined  courage,  go, 

And  armed  with  power  divine ; 
Your  God  will  needful  strength  bestow, 
And  on  your  labors  shine. 

4  He,  wrho  has  called  you  to  the  wTar, 

Will  recompense  your  pains  ; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car, 
Shall  mountains  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose, 

But  plead  your  Master's  cause  ; 
Assured  that  e'en  your  mightiest  foes 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 


536 


HYMN  536,  C.  M. 

Designation  of  a  Missionary. 

1  T7ATHER  of  mercies !  condescend 
-C    To  hear  our  fervent  prayer, 
While  this  our  brother  we  commend 

To  thy  paternal  care. 

2  Before  him  set  an  open  door ; 

His  various  efforts  bless ; 
On  him  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
And  crown  him  with  success. 

3  Endow  him  with  a  heavenly  mind ; 

Supply  his  every  need  ; 
Make  him  in  spirit  meek,  resigned, 
But  bold  in  word  and  deed. 

4  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 

Uphold  him,  by  thy  grace ; 
And  guard  him,  by  thy  mighty  power, 
Till  he  shall  end  his  race. 

5  Then,  followed  by  a  numerous  train, 

Gathered  from  heathen  lands, 
A  crown  of  life  may  he  obtain, 
From  his  Redeemer's  hands. 


537 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS.  535 

HYMN  537,  L.  M. 
Commission  to  the  O entiles. 

J   Ci  ) — messenger  of  peace  and  love  ! 
VX  To  nations  plunged  in  shades  of  night; 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  thine  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go,  to  the  hungry  food  impart ; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wanderer  guide, 
And  lead  the  thirsty,  panting  heart. 
Where  streams  of  living  waters  glide. 

3  Go,  hid  the  bright  and  morning  star, 

From  Bethlehem's  plains,  resplendent  shine, 
And.  piercing  through  the  gloom  afar, 
Shed  heavenly  light  and  love  divine. 

4  To  India's  various  caste-,  proclaim 

The  gospel's  soft,  but  powerful  voice  ; 
And,  at  the  blest  Redeemer's  name, 
Let  ocean's  lonely  isles  rejoice. 

5  From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west, 

Messiah  yet  shall  reign  supreme ; 
His  name,  by  every  tongue,  confessed, — 
His  praise — the  universal  theme. 


538 


HYMN  538,  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Israel. 

1  T  ORD  :  send  thy  servants  forth 
lj  To  call  the  Hebrews  home  ; 

From  east,  and  west,  and  south,  and  north, 

Let  all  the  wanderers  come. 

2  Where'er,  in  lands  unknown, 

The  fugitives  remain, 
Bid  every  creature  help  them  on, 
Thy  holy  mount  to  gain. 

3  An  offering  to  the  Lord, 

There  let  them  all  be  seen. 
Sprinkled  with  water  and  with  blood, 
In  soul  and  body  clean. 

4  "With  Israel's  myriads  sealed, 

Let  all  the  nations  meet : 
And  show  the  mystery  fulfilled. — 
Thy  family  complete. 


536  HYMNS  DXXXIX,  DXL. 


539 


HYMN  539,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Missionanfs  Farewell. 

1  VES, — my  native  land !  I  love  thee  ; 
A    All  thy  scenes  I  love  them  well ; — 

Friends,  connections,  happy  country ! 

Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 
Can  I  leave  you, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home  ! — thy  joys  are  passing  lovely, — 

Joys  no  stranger  heart  can  tell ; 
Happy  home ! — 't  is  sure  I  love  thee  ! 

Can  I — can  I  say — Farewell  ? 
Can  I  leave  thee, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 

Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 
Eichest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure  ! 

Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  ? 
Can  I  leave  you, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

4  Yes !  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 

From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well ; 
Far  away,  ye  billows  !  bear  me ; 

Lovely  native  land! — farewell ! 
Pleased  I  leave  thee, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labor, 

On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 
How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour- - 

To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 
Let  me  hasten, 

Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ! 

Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell : 
Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 

While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell : 
Glad  I  bid  thee, 

Native  land  ! — Farewell ! — Farewell ! 


540 


HYMN  540,  L.  M, 

Missionaries  remembered. 


1   MARKED  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
JO.  This  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes,- 


CHRISTIAN  MISSIONS.  531 

That  heathen  lands  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And  warm  with  faith  each  bosom  glow. 

S   E'en  now  t.ie  hallowed  scenes  appear  ; 

E'en  now  unfolds  the  promised  year  : 

Lo!  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  bear  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 

o  Mid  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
Where  pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns. 
Lord !  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue, 
And  nerve  their  arm,  and  clear  their  view. 

4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail, 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail : 
Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  their  conquering  way. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 


541 


HYMN  541,  L.  M. 
Prayer  fur  the  Millennium, 

1  TESTIS  !  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 
tl    We  lift  our  eyes  to  seek  thy  face  ; 

To  bleeding  hearts  thy  love  make  known, 
On  contrite  souls  bestow  thy  grace. 

2  See,  spread  beneath  thy  gracious  eye, 

A  world  o'erwhelmed  in  guilt  and  tears, 
Where  deathless  souls  in  ruin  lie. 

And  no  kind  voice  dispels  their  fears  ! 

3  Lord !   arm  thy  truth  with  power  divine. 

Its  conquests  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  and  stars  forget  to  shine, 

And  earth  and  skies  shall  be  no  more. 

4  Oh  !  rise,  ye  ransomed  captives!  rise, 

Peal  the  loud  anthem  here  below  ; 
Let  earth  reflect  it  to  the  skies, 

And  heaven  with  new-born  rapture  glow. 


542 


'D 


HYMN  542,  C.  M. 

Returning-  to   Zion. 

AUGHTER  of  Zion  !  from  the  dust 
Exalt  thy  fallen  head: 


538  HYMNS  DXLIIJ,  DXLIV. 

Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, — 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, — 

Thy  beautiful  array  ; 
Thy  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, — 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  south, — u  Give  up  thy  charge, 
And  keep  not  back,  O  north  !" 

4  They  come,  they  come  ; — thine  exiled  bands, 

AVhere'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy. 
With  songs,  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 


543 


HYMN  543,  S.  M. 

The  Gospel   Trumpet. 

T^E  trembling  captives  !   hear  ; 
-1    The  gospel  trumpet  sounds  ; 
No  music  more  can  charm  the  ear, 
Or  heal  your  heart-felt  wounds. 

T  is  not  the  trump  of  war. 

Xor  Sinai's  awful  roar ; 
Salvation's  news  its  spreads  afar, 

And  vengeance  is  no  more. 

Forgiveness,  love,  and  peace, 
Glad  heaven  aloud  proclaims, 

And  earth,  the  jubilee's  release, 
With  eager  rapture  claims. 

Far,  far  to  distant  lands, 

The  saving  news  shall  spread  ; 

And  Jesus  all  his  willing  bands, 
In  glorious  triumph  lead. 


544 


'0 


HY]£N  544,  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Success. 

LORD,  our  God  !  arise. 
The  cause  of  truth  maintain* 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  539 

And,  wide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world, 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life!  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace, 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost !  arise, 

Expand  thy  quickening  wing. 
And,  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  world, 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  All  on  the  earth !  arise. 

To  God,  the  Saviour  sing; 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven, 
Let  echoing  anthems  rinir. 


545 


546 


HYMN  545,  L.  M. 

The   Time  to  favor  Zion. 


1  SOVEREIGN  of  worlds!  display  thy  power, 
^  Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour  ; 

Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains  ; 
Far  let  the  gospel's  sound  be  known, 
And  claim  the  nations  for  thy  own. 

3  Speak, — and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice, 
Speak, — and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night; 

Bid  everv  nation  hail  the  li^ht. 


HYMN  546,  C.  M. 

Millennial  Days. 

1  T  ORD  !  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
Li  Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power  ; 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 

And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise. 
With  sudden  green  and  fruits  arrayed,^ 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  Peace,  with  her  olive-crown,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 


540  HYMNS  DXLVH,  DXLVIII. 

The  nations  of  the  earth  shall  hear 
The  sound  of  war  no  more. 

4  Lord !  for  those  days  we  wait ; — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold  : 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars !  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold. 

5  Amen  ! — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumbered  myriads  cry ; 
Amen! — with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 
Unnumbered  choirs  repJj  . 


,547 


HYMN  547,  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  all  Land/ 

1  A  GOD  of  sovereign  grace : 
vf  We  bow  before  thy  throne  : 
And  plead,  for  all  the  human  race, 

The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  0  Lord! 

The  knowledge  of  thy  ways ; 

And  let  all  lands,  with  joy,  record 

The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 


548 


HYMN  548,  7s. 

Jesus  shall  reign. 

HARK  ! — the  song  of  jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar,  — 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore;  — 
" Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord 

God  Omnipotent,  shall  reign  !" 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

"  Hallelujah  !" — hark  ! — the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes,  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies : 
See  Jehovah's  banners  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword  !  he  speaks— 't  is  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 
With  illimitable  sway : 


549 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  ^41 

He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  Leavens  have  passed  away; 

Then  the  end  ; — beneath  his  rod, 
Man's  last  enemy  shall  tali; 

Hallelujah! — Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  549,  L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Zion. 

1  TXDULGEXT  Sovereign  of  the  skies! 
-A-  And  wilt  thou  how  thy  gracious  ear? 
While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 

Wilt  thou,  the  great  Jehovah,  hear? 

2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 

Till  Zion's  mouldering  walls  thou  raise? 
Till  thine  own  power  shall  stand  confessed. 
And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise  ? 

3  Look  down.  O  God !  with  pitying  eye, 

And  view  the  desolations  round ; 
See.  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 
What  scenes  of  woe  and  crime  abound  ! 

4  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow. 

And  call  the  nations  from  afar; 
Let  all  the  isles  their  Saviour  know, 

And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 

zpzr\  HYMN  550,  C.  M. 

U  0\J  Prayer  for  the  Reign  of  Christ, 

1  TESUS.  immortal  King  !  arise  : 
*J   Lise  and  assert  thy  sway ; 

Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  bring, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror  !  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit : 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

This  spacious  earth  around : 

Till  every  soul,  beneath  the  sun. 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored  ; 

46 


542  HYMNS  DLI,  DL1I. 


551 


And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 

HYMN  551,  7s  and  6a. 

The  State  of  the  Heathen. 

1  T?ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
-f    From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, — 
Though  every  prospect  pleases. 

And  only  man  is  vile  \ — 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  ot  God  are  strown; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, — 
Shall  we,  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation!   0  Salvation! — 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim. 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft— waft,  ye  winds!  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters !  roll. — 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till,  o'er  our  ransomed  nature. 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King.  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


552 


HYMN  552,  L.  M. 

Zion  e7icoura<red. 

1    H I  OX  !  awake,  thy  strength  renew, 
Li  Put  on  thy  robes  of  beauteous  hue  ; 
And  let  tli*  admiring  world  behold 
The  Kind's  fair  daughter  clothed  in  i^old. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  548 

2  Church  of  our  God  !   arise  and  shine. 
Bright  with  the  beams  of  truth  divine: 
Then  shall  thy  radiance  stream  afar. 
Wide  as  the  heathen  nations  are. 

3"  Gentiles  and  kings  thy  light  shall  view; 
All  shall  admire  and  low  thee  too  ; — 
Shall  come,  like  clouds  across  the  sky, 
Or  doves  that  to  their  windows  fly. 

pr  -  o  HYMN  553,  C.  M. 

IS  *J  O  Prayer  for  Missionaries. 


1  p  RE  AT  God! 

VJ  Are  by  crca 


the  nations  of  the  earth 
reation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  from  nature's  birth, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord  !  thy  greater  love  hath  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  our  race : 
Unveiling  thy  divine  intent 
Of  rich  redeeming  grace. 

3  Soon  may  these  gracious  tidings  roll 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  Then,  to  her  <able  sons  conveyed, 

Shall  Afric  learn  thy  word, 
And  vassals,  long-enslaved,  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord. 

5  When  shall  the  scattered  wanderers  meet, 

That  now  in  darkness  rove, 
And,  gathered  round  Immanuel's  feet, 
Sing  of  his  saving  love  ? 

6  O  Lord !  each  faithful  effort  own, 

To  spread  the  gospel  rays; 
And  rear,  on  sin's  demolished  throne, 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 


554 


HYMN  554.  H.  M. 

Prophecy  fulfilled^ 


1     A  LL  hail !  incarnate  God  ! 
-^  The  wondrous  things  foretold 
Of  thee,  in  sacred  writ, 
With  joy  our  eyes  behold  : 


544  HYMNS  I>LX,  DLVI. 

Still  dotli  thine  arm  new  trophies  wear, 
And  monuments  of  glory  rear. 

2  Oh  !  haste,  victorious  Prince  ! 

That  glorious  happy  day, 
When  souls,  like  drops  of  dew, 

Shall  own  thy  gentle  sway : 
Oh  !  may  it  bless  our  longing  eyes, 
And  bear  our  shouts  beyond  the  skies. 

3  All  hail!  triumphant  Lord! 

Eternal  be  thy  reign  ; 
Behold  the  nations  wait 

To  wear  thy  gentle  chain  : 
When  earth  and  time  are  known  no  more, 
Thy  throne  shall  stand  for  ever  sure. 


55o 


HYMN  555,  L.  Iff. 

Triumph  of  the   Gospel. 

1  A  RM  of  the  Lord  !  awake,  awake ! 

**   Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, — 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  !" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land  of  every  name  ; 

Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come  ; 

Oh !  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home. 

4  Arm  of  the  Lord  !  awake,  awake ! 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake ; 
Let  hostile  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all. 


556 


HYMN  556,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Day  Spring. 

1   pHPJSTIAX!  see!  the  orient  morning 
\J  Breaks  along  the  heathen  sky  ; 
Lo  !  th'  expected  day  is  dawning— 

Glorious  day-spring  from  on  high  : 
Hallelujah!—" 

Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high  ! 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  545 

2  Heathen  at  the  sight  arc  singing; 

Morning  wakes  the  tuneful  lays; 
Preci  Ifigs  they  are  bringing — 

First-frtii  perfect  praise,: 

Hallelujah!  — 

Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high  ! 

2  Zion's  Sun! — salvation  Learning, — 

Gilding  now  the  radiant  hills, — 
Rise  and  shine,  till,  brighter  gleaming, 

All  the  world  thy  glory  fills: 
Hallelujah  !  — 

Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high ! 

4  Lord  of  every  tribe  and  nation ! 

Spread  thy  truth  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Spread  the  light  of  thy  salvation, 

Till  it  shine  on  every  soul : 
Hallelujah!  — 

Hail  the  day-spring  from  on  high! 


557 


HYMN  557,  L.  M. 

Christ's  Cuming  to  reign, 

1  TESUS  !  thy  church  with  longing  eyes 
0    For  thine  expected  coming  waits  : 
When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 

And  glory  beam  on  Zion's  gates  ? 

2  E'en  now,  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 

And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 
Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption  's  nigh. 

3  Oh  !  come  and  reign  o'er  every  land  ; 

Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, — 
All  nations  bow  to  thy  command. 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us.  in  watchfulness  and  prayer 

To  wTait  for  thine  appointed  hour  ; 
And  nt  us.  by  thy  grace,  to  share 

The  triumphs  of  thy  conquering  power. 

rXKG  HYMN  558,  L.  M. 

«JUO  The  aiming  Reign  of  Christ. 

1     4  SCEXD  thy  throne,  almighty  King ! 
^  Aii'l  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad: 

46* 


546  HYMNS  DLIX,  DLX. 

Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat, — 

Let  humble  mourners  seek  thy  face ; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  Oh  !  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, — 
Be  thou  through  heaven  and  earth  adored. 


559 


HYMN  559,  7s  and  6s. 

The  final  Victory  of  Christ. 

1  YVTHEN"  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

' '    Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign. 

2  Then,  from  the  craggy  mountains, 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 


560 


HYMN  560,  C.  M. 

The  JVe«J   Creation. 

1  C  PIPIT  of  power  and  might !  behold 
^  A  world  by  sin  destroyed : 
Creator  Spirit! — as  of  old, 

Move  on  the  formless  void. 

2  Give  thou  the  word  ;— that  healing  sound 

Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife ; 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
Produce  the  tree  of  life. 

8  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy, 
When  nature  rose  to  view. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  547 

What  strains  shall  angel  harps  employ, 
When  tlioii  -halt  all  renew  ! 

4  And,  if  if  God  rej<  >i 

To  hear  a  Saviour's  name. 

How  will  the  ransomed  raise  their  voice 
To  whom  that  Saviour  came  ! 

5  So  every  kindred,  tongue  and  tribe. 

Ass         ing  round  the  throne, 
Thy  new  creation  skall  ascribe 
To  sovereign  love  alone. 


561 


HYMN  561,  S.  M. 

R --juicing-  in   (  hrist's  Rcigiu 

1  "VfOAV  living  water*  flow 

L*    To  cheer  the  humble  soul ; 
From  sea  to  sea  the  rivers  go, 
And  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  Now  righteousness  shall  spring, 

And  grow  on  earth  again  ; 

Jesus.  Jehovah,  be  our  King, 

And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 

3  Jesus  shall  rule  alone, 

Tiie  world  shall  hear  his  word  ; 
By  one  blest  name  shall  he  be  known — 
The  universal  Lord. 


562 


HYMN  562,  L.  M. 

Prayer  for  the    World's  Conversion. 


1  A  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God  ! 
\J  In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 

"Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire,  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above. 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light, 

Confusion — order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  0  Spirit  of  the  Lord  !  prepare 

A  sinful  world  their  God  to  meet: 


548  HYMNS  DLXIII,  DLXIV. 

Breathe  thou  abroad,  like  morning  air, 
Till  hearts  of  stone  begin  to  beat. 

5  Baptize  the  nations ;  far  and  nigh 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify. 
Till  everv  kindred  call  him — Lord. 


563 


HYBLN  563,  8s,  7s  and  4, 

Prayer  fur  the  Heathen. 

1  A'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 
\J  Let  the  eve  of  pity  gaze  ; 

See  the  kindreds  of  the  people, 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze; — 

Darkness  brooding 

On  the  face  of  all  the  earth  ! 

2  Light  of  them  who  sit  in  error  ! 

Rise  and  shine — thy  blessings  bring; 
Light — to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles  ! 

Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing: 
To  thy  brightness, 

Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

3  Let  the  heathen,  now  adoring 

Idol  gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and,  worshiping  before  him, 

Serve  the  living  God  alone  : 
Let  thy  glory 

Fill  the  earth,  as  floods  the  sea. 

4  Thou  !  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 

Speak  the  word  :  at  thy  command, 
Let  the  company  of  heralds 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land : 
Lord !  be  with  them. 

Always  till  time's  latest  end. 


*>r*A  HYMN  564,  L.  M. 

004r  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  THY  people.  Lord  !  who  trust  thy  word, 
J-   And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy  seat, 

And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 

2  Hast  thou  not  said — thine  only  Son 

Shall  be  a  light  to  Gentile  lands, 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  549 

To  open  the  benighted  eye-. 

And  loose  the  wretched  pris'ners1  bands?— 

;3  From  land  to  land,  from  sea  to  sea, 
That  his  dominion  shall  extend  : — 
That  every  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
And  every  knee  before  him  bend  ? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear — 
The  firae  to  favor  Zion  come  ; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near. 
And  eall  the  wandering  exiles  home. 


D()0 


HYMN  563,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

^wcrf5^  of  the  Gispcl  amoiijr  the  Heathen. 


1  A'EE  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
V/   Cheered  by  no  celestial  ray. 

Sun  of  righteousness !  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day  ; 

Send  the  gospel 

To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, — 

Grant  them.  Lord!  the  glorious  light ; 
Ami,  from  eastern  eoast  to  western, 

May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 
And  redemption, 

Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  : 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions. 

Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 
Sway  thy  sceptre, 

Saviour!   all  the  world  aiound. 


r  p  n  HYMN  566,  7s. 

0  U  0  Triumphs  of  the   Gospa. 

1  VI/HO  are  these  that  come  from  far, 

' *    Led  by  Jacob's  rising  star? 

Strangers  now  to  Zion  come, 
There  to  seek  a  peaceful  home. 

2  Lo !  they  gather  like  a  cloud, 

Or  as  doves  their  windows  crowd : 
Zion  wonders  at  the  sight. — 
Zion  feels  a  st  ran  ire  delight. 


550  HYMXS  DLXVII,  DLXVIII. 

3  Zion  now  no  more  shall  sigh, 
God  will  raise  her  glory  high ; 
He  will  send  a  large  increase, — 
He  will  give  his  people  peace. 

4-  Sons  of  Zion  !  sing  aloud  : 
See  her  sun,  without  a  cloud ! 
God  will  make  her  joy  complete, 
Zion's  sun  shall  never  set. 


567 


HYMN  567,  C.  M. 

Kingdom  of  Christ  among  Men, 

1  TO!  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 
J^  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 

The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, — 

That  holy,  happy  place, — 
The  New-Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, — 
"  Mortals  !  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men. 

Removes  his  blessed  abode  ;  — 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  their  loving  God. 

(/#  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye  : 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

And  death  itself  shall  die." 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour !  Oh  !  how  long 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time ! 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 


568 


HYMN  568,  lis. 

Zion  encouraged. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion !  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 
Awake, — for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no 
more ;  [ness : 

Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day  star  of  glad- 
Arise, — for  the  nteht  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL  551 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes;  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far; 
They  tied,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them  : 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  o\^  Zion!  the  power,  that  hath  saved 

thee,  [be : 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should 
Shout, — for  the  foe  is  destroyed  thai  enslaved  thee, 
TIT  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

p-  p  q  HYMN  569,  C.  M. 

t/l)t/  Universal  Praise. 

1  A  CITY  of  the  Lord:  begin 
vf  The  universal  song ; 
And  let  the  scattered  villages 

The  joyful  notes  prolong. 

2  Let  Kedar's  wilderness  afar 

Lift  up  the  lonely  voice  ; 
And  let  the  tenants  of  the  rock 
In  accent  rude  rejoice. 

3  Oh!  from  the  streams  of  distant  lands 

To  our  Jehovah  sing  ; 
And  joyful,  from  the  mountain  tops, 
Shout  to  the  Lord,  the  King. 

4  Let  all  combined,  with  one  accord. 

The  Saviour's  glories  raise. 
Till,  in  the  earth's  remotest  bounds. 
The  nations  sound  his  praise. 

p-  ryr\  HYMN  570,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

t-J  I   \J  Dawning  of  the  Latter  Dai/. 

'  OOK,  ye  saints !  the  day  is  breaking  ; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 

By  his  word  in  every  land  ; 
Day  advances. — 

Darkness  flies,  at  his  command. 
2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
While  lie  enters  like  a  flood, 
God.  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad: 
Every  language 

Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 


u/ 


552  BYMNS  DLXXI— DLXXin. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious  ! 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  power ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world  for  evermore  ; 
Then  shall  idols 

Perish,  while  thy  saints  adore. 


571 


HYMN  571,  L.  M. 

Success  anticipated. 

1  pEHOLD  tli'  expected  time  draw  near, 
-D  The  shades  disperse,  the  dawn  appear ! 
Behold  the  wilderness  assume 

The  beauteous  tints  of  Eden's  bloom  l 

2  Events  with  prophecies  conspire, 
To  raise  our  faith,  our  zeal  to  fire  : 
The  ripening  fields,  already  white. 
Present  a  harvest  to  the  sight. 

3  The  untaught  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive,  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

4  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart, 
In  the  blest  labor  share  a  part ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring, 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 


572 


HYMN  572,  C.  M. 

The  Victories  of  Christ. 


1  TTOSAXXA  to  our  conquering  King! 
JlI  All  hail !  incarnate  Love  ! 

Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait, 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 

2  Thy  vict'ries  and  thy  deathless  fame, 

Through  the  wide  world,  shall  run ; 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumph  thou  hast  won. 


573 


HYMN  573,  H.  M. 

The  general  Jubilee. 

17  AIR  shines  the  morning  star ; 
-    The  silver  trumpets  sound, 
Their  notes  re-echoing  far, 

While  dawns  the  day  around: 
Joy  to  the  earth — the  earth  is  free; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.     558 

2  Prisoners  of  hope,  in  gloom 

And  silence.  Left  to  die! 
With  Christ's  unfolding  tomb. 

Your  portals  open  tly  : 
Rise  with  your  Lord — he  sets  you  free  ; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 
S  Ye.  who  yourselves  have  sold 

For  debts  to  justice  due. 
Ransomed — but  not  with  gold! 

lie  gave  himself  for  you  : 
The  blood  of  Christ  hath  made  you  free  ; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 
4  Captives  oi  sin  and  shame  ! 

O'er  earth  and  ocean,  hear 
An  angel's  voice  proclaim 

The  Lord's  accepted  year : 
Let  Jacob  rise— be  Israel  free  ; 
It  is  the  year  of  jubilee. 


574 


HYMN  574,  L.  M. 
The  Reign  of  Christ  established. 

1  OHOUT. — for  the  great  Redeemer  reigns, 

^  Through  distant  lands  Ins  triumphs  spread  ; 
Sinners,  now  freed  from  Satan's  chains. 
Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  Head. 

2  Oh  !  may  his  conquests  still  increase  ; 

Let  every  foe  his  power  subdue ; 
While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
Saints  shall  his  rising  glories  show. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 

From  all  below  and  all  above  ; 

In  lofty  songs,  exalt  his  name, — 

In  songs  as  lasting  as  his  love, 


575 


HYMN  575,  7s. 

The  Reign  of   Christ. 

1  11/  AXE  the  song  of  jubilee, 

1 1    Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ! 
Now  hath  come  the  promised  hour ; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power. 

2  All  ye  nations!  join  and  sing. — 

"  Christ,  of  lords  and  kings,  is  King!" 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, — 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  \n 


47 


554  HYMNS  DLXXVI,  DLXXVII. 

3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Yea,  the  whole  creation  sings, — 
"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings  !" 


576 


HYMN  576,  7s. 

The  triumphant  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  CEE  the  ransomed  millions  stand. — 
^  Palms  of  conquest  in  their  hands  ! 
This  before  the  throne  their  strain, — 

"  Hell  is  vanquished — death  is  slain  ! — 

2  "  Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might. 
Are  the  Conqueror's  native  right : 
Thrones  and  powers  before  him  tall, — 
Lamb  of  God,  and  Lord  of  all  \n 

3  Hasten,  Lord!  the  promised  hour ; 
Come  in  glory  and  in  power ; 
Still  thy  foes  are  unsubdued — 
Nature  sighs  to  be  renewed : 

4  Time  has  nearly  reached  its  sum; 

All  things  with  the  bride,  say,  "Comer1 
Jesus  !  whom  all  worlds  adore, 
Come, — and  reign  for  evermore. 


577 


MORNING. 


HYMN  577,  7s. 

Morning. 

1  TX  this  calm  impressive  hour, 

J-  Let  my  prayer  ascend  on  high  ; 
God  of  mercy !  God  of  power ! 

Hear  me,  when  to  thee  I  cry : 
Hear  me  from  thy  lofty  throne, 
For  the  sake  of  Christ,  thy  Son. 

2  With  the  morning's  early  ray, 

While  the  shades  of  night  depart, 
Let  thy  beams  of  light  convey 

Joy  and  gladness  to  my  heart ; 
INow  o'er  all  my  steps  preside, 
And  for  all  my  wants  provide. 


578 


MORNING.  555 

Oh!  what  joy  that  word  affords, — 

"Thou  shalt  reign  o'er  all  the  earth  ;" 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords! 

Send  thy  gospel  heralds  forth : 
Now  begin  thy  boundless  sway, 
Usher  in  the  glorious  day. 

HYMN  578,  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  spiritual  Light. 

1  11/  K  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

» i    Thou  Day  Star  from  on  high ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  Oh  !  let  thy  rising  beams 

Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
And  let  the  glories  of  thy  love 
Come,  like  the  morning  light. 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  sad  before  ! — 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  past  ; 
And  live,  this  short  revolving  day, 
As  if  ir  were  our  last. 


579 


HYMN  579,  7s. 
Morning  Thanks. 


1  THOU  that  dost  my  life  prolong ! 
J-  Kindly  aid  my  morning  song  ; 
Thankful,  from  my  couch  I  rise, 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Thou  didst  hear  my  evening  cry  ; 
Thy  preserving  hand  was  nii$h  : 
Peaceful  slumbers  thou  hast  shed, 
Grateful  to  my  weary  head. 

3  Thou  hast  kept  me  through  the  night, — 
'T  was  thy  hand  restored  the  light ; 
Lord  !  thy  mercies  still  are  new, 
Plenteous,  as  the  morning  dew. 

-i  Still  my  feet  are  prone  to  stray, — 
Oh !  preserve  me  through  the  day  ; 
Dangers  every  where  abound, 
Sins  and  snares  beset  me  round. 


556     HYMNS  DLXXX,  DLXXXI, 

5  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 

On  my  soul,  thy  beams  display ; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 

FZCtf\  HYMN  580,  S.  M. 

l/OU  Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  TXOW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 
-tl  That  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 

Christians  unite  in  prayer ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries, 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne ; 
He  listens  to  their  bursting  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray, 

Before  the  morning  light ; 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down, 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 


581 


HYMN  581,  S.  M. 

JWorning  Meditations. 


1  A  WAKE,  my  drowsy  soul ! 

-A  These  airy  visions  chase ; 
Awake,  my  active  powers  renewed ! 
To  run  the  heavenly  race. 

2  See — how  the  rising  sun 

Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray ! 

3  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Her  heavenly  Parent  sing; 
And  to  her  great  Original 
Her  humble  tribute  bring. 

4  Serene,  I  laid  me  down 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 
I  slept,  and  woke  ;  and  still  I  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 


MORNING.  557 

5  Dear  Saviour!  to  thy  cross, 
I  bring  my  sacrifice  ; 
Tinged  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend, 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 


582 


HYMN  582,  C.  M. 

.1   .Morning-  Song. 

1  ANCE  more,  my  soul !  the  rising  day 
\J  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  : 

Once  more,  my  voice  !  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  : — 
Wide  as  the  heaven,  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'T  is  he  supports  my  mortal  frame,— 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled. 

Since  the  last  setting  sun : 
And  yet  he  lengthens  out  my  thread, — 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Great  God !  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 


583 


HYMN  583,  L.  M. 

.Morning  Gratitude. 


1  TN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

J-  I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 

Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade, — 

I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New  born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God  !  to  thee. 

3  Oh  !   guide  me  through  the  various  maze, 

My  doubtful  feet  may  this  day  tread ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze, 
AVhere  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

47* 


558    HYMNS  DLXXXIV,  DLXXXV. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend, — 

A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend,— 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day ; 
Thy  love — the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

KQA  HYMN  584,  L.  M. 

<-/0^r  Praise  to  the  God  of  the  Morning. 

1  pOD  of  the  morning!  at  thy  voice 

VJ  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice, 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies  ;  — 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 

The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth,  he  flies  and  shines 

3  Oh !  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfill 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

4  Lord !  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

5  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  tf  thy  bliss: 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint,  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 


EVENING. 


585 


HYMN  585,  L.  M. 
An  Evening  Sacrifice. 


GREAT  God  !  to  thee  my  evening  song 
With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 
Oh  !  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue. 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 


EVENING.  559 

2  My  dayu  unclouded,  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 

A  id  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus : — his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God  ! 
And  kind  acceptance,  at  thy  throne. 

4  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close  ; 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 


586 


HYMN  586,  7s. 

Evening  Contemplation. 

1  0  OFTLY.  now,  the  light  of  day 
&  Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord!  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon,  for  me.  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord !  to  dwell  with  thee. 


587 

1 


HYMN  587,  C.  M. 

Evening  Prayer  and  Praise. 

INDULGENT  Father  !  by  whose  care, 
I  've  passed  another  day, — 
Let  me,  this  night,  thy  mercy  share  ; — 
Oh  !  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  mourn 

My  guilt  before  thy  face  ; 
Direct  me,  Lord !  to  Christ  alone. 

And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 

Let  each  returning  night  declare 

The  tokens  of  thy  love  : 
And,  every  hour,  thy  grace  prepare 

My  soul  for  joys  above. 

And  when,  on  earth,  I  close  mine  eyes, 
To  sleep  in  death's  embrace. 

Let  me,  to  heaven  and  glory,  rise, 
To  see  thv  smiling  face. 


560  HYMNS  DLXXXVm— DXO. 


588 


HYMN  588,  8s  and  7s.  Peculiar. 

An  Evening   Offering. 

rHROUGII  the  day  thy  love  has  spaced  us 
Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest ; 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest ; 
Jesus !  thou  our  guardian  be, 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee. 
2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes, — 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers 

In  thine  arms,  let  us  repose, 
And,  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Best  with  thee,  in  heaven,  at  last. 


589 


590 


HYMN  589,  7s. 

Repose  and  Devotion. 

\TOW,  from  labor  and  from  care, 
-JLN    Evening  shades  have  set  me  free ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord !  I  would  converse  with  thee  : 
Oh  !  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 
Sin  and  sorrovr,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below, 

But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  : 
Lord !  forgive — thy  grace  restore. 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 
For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 

For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, — 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 
Oh  !  accept  my  song  of  praise. 

HYMN  590,  C.  M. 

An  Keening  Song. 

1  TV  RE  AD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song, 
U  Like  holy  incense,  rise  ; 

Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard  : 


EVENING.  561 

And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  ^erpetual  bl<  m  above 

Encompass  me  around; 
But,  Oh  !  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found ! 

4  What  have  I  done  for  him,  who  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

o  Lord !  with  this  guilty  heart  o*  mine, 
To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee  ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  he  renewed  by  thee. 

6  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 
I  lay  me  down  to  rest, — 
As  in  th1  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


591 


'I 


HYMN  591,  C.  M. 

Evening  Prayer  and  Praise. 

NDULGENT  God  !  whose  bounteous  care 
O'er  all  thy  works  is  shown, — 

Oh  !  let  my  grateful  praise  and  prayer 
Arise  before  thy  throne. 

What  mercies  has  this  day  bestowed! 

How  largely  hast  thou  blest ! 
My  cup  with  plenty  overflowed, 

With  cheerfulness — my  breast. 

Xow  may  soft  slumber  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  : 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise 

To  meditate  on  thee. 

Thus  bles-  each  future  day  and  night, 

Till  life's  vain  scene  is  o'er ; 
And  then,  to  realms  of  endless  light. 

Oh  !  let  my  spirit  soar. 


Ptq  .)  HYMN  596,  G.  M. 

*J*j£  Secret  Prayer  at   Ticilight. 

J   T  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away, 

-L  From  every  cumbering  care. 


562  HYMN  DXCIII. 

And  spend  the  hours  of  sett  ng  flay, 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love,  in  solitude,  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear ; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore ; 
^SLy  cares  and  sorrows  all  to  cast, 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love,  by  faith,  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  And,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm,  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


593 


HYMN  593,  C.  M. 
Evening   Worship  in  the  Family, 

1  A  LORD  !  another  day  is  flown, 
\f  And  we,  a  lonely  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt ! — for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And,  Jesus  !  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  j  : 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

4  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart ; 

All  evil  far  remove  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  lovu. 

5  Thus  cleansed  from  sin,  and  wholly  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led. 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 


EVENING.  563 

0  Oh  !  still  restore  our  wandering  feet, 
And  still  direct  our  way  ; 
Till  world-  .-hall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  endless  day. 


594 


HYMN  594,  L.  M 

.in  Evening-  Hymn. 

1  Til  US  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

J-   Thus  tar  Ins  power  prolongs  my  days  : 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  lias  run  to  waste. 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep. — 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


595 


HYMN  595,  L.  M.,  6  Lines. 

For  such  as  keep  Saturday  Evening. 

1  C  WEET  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray, 
O  Which  ushers  placid  evening  in  ; 
When,  with  the  still,  expiring  day. 

The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin : 
How  grateful,  to  the  anxious  breast, 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest ! 

2  Hushed  is  the  tumult  of  the  day, 

And  worldly  cares  and  business  cease, — 
While  soft  the  vesper  breezes  play. 

To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace  : 
Delightful  season !  kindly  given 
To  turn  the  wandering  thoughts  to  heaven. 

3  Oft  as  this  peaceful  hour  shall  come. 

Lord!  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things, 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home, 
On  faith  and  hope's  celestial  wings ; 


564  HYMNS  DXCVI,  DXOVII. 


596 


Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay, 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

HYMN  596,  S.  M. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1  TUiE  hours  of  evening  close  ; 

J-   Its  lengthened  shadows,  drawn 

O  'er  scenes  of  earth,  invite  repose, 

And  wait  the  Sabbath  dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 

O  'er  forms  of  outward  care  ; 
jSTor  thought  for  "  many  things"  assail 
The  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guardian  Shepherd  near 

His  watchful  eye  will  keep  ; 
And,  safe  from  violence  and  fear, 
Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light, 

Than  earth's,  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might, 
To  pay  the  Lord  our  vows. 


MORNING,  OR  EVENING. 


597 


HYMN  597,  L.  M. 

A  Song  for  Morning  and  Evening. 

1  1TY  God !  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
Jl  Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 

Gently  distill,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ! 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings,  from  thy  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 


598 


MORNING,  OR  EVENING.  565 


HYMN  598,  C.  M. 
Miming  or  Evening  Worship. 

1  CVS  thee,  each  morning,  0  my  God  ! 
\f  My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 

In  thee  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  thee  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost. 

Thy  boundless  love  survey 
And,  fired  with  grateful  zeai,  prepares 
A  sacrifice  of  praise. 

-j  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 
With  his  protection  blest. 
In  peace  and  safety,  I  commit 
My  wearied  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit  in  his  hand,  serene, 
Tears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep. 
Thou.  Lord!  art  with  me  still. 


599 


]H 


HYMN  599,  C.  M. 
Morning  and  Evening  Offering. 

OSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
To  God's  upholding  hand  ! 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  Ave  stand. 

2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power, 

That  raised  us  with  a  word ; 
And,  every  day.  and  every  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  rising  morn  cannot  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  : 
For  death  stands  ready  at  the  dooi, 
To  hurry  us  away. 

4  Our  life  is  forfeited,  by  sin, 

To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
^Ve  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King  ! 
In  every  breath  we  draw. 

5  God  is  our  sun.  whose  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  safety  brings : 
Our  feeble  frame  lies  safe,  at  night, 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

48 


560  HYMNS  DC,  DCJ. 


600 


601 


HYMN  600,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 
Morning  cmd  Evening. 


1   TT7IIEX,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies 
'  i    The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 
0  Sun  of  righteousness  divine  ! 
On  me,  with  beams  of  mercy,  shine  ; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

:2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 
With  pard'ning  mercy  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour !  while  I  rest ; 
And,  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
Oh  !  lead  me  onward,  to  the  skies. 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Jesus  !  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying-bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 


THE    YEAR. 


HYMN  601,  lis  and  5s. 

The  JVeic   Year. 


1  pOME  let  us  anew 

vJ  Our  journey  pursue, 

Eoll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown — 

The  moment  is  gone — 

The  millenial  year 
Hushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity 's  here ! 


THE  YEAR.  567 

3  Oh  I  that  each,  in  the  day 

his  coming,  may  say, — 
w- 1  have  fought  my  way  throng 
I  hare  finished  the  work  which  thou  gav'st  me  to 

Oli!  that  each,  from  his  Lord,       [ 
May  receive  the  .dad  word, — 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done: 
Enter  into  my  j  t  down  on  my  throne  ln 

JjnO  HYMN  602,  L.  M. 

\J\)^C  The  changing  Seasons. 

1  pREAT  God!  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 
vJ  Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  : 
Thy  hand  revolves  our  circling  hours. — 

Thy  hand,  from  which  our  being  came. 

2  Seas   qs  and  moon-,  still  rolling  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  : 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  To  thee  we  raise  the  annual  song, 

To  thee  the  grateful  tribute  give : 
Our  God  doth  still  our  years  prolong. 
And,  midst  unnumbered  deaths,  we  live. 

4  Our  life,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below. 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  Thus  will  we  sin::,  till  nature  cease. 

Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more, 
And.  after  death,  thy  boundless  grace, 
Through  everlasting  years,  adore. 


603 


HYMN  603,  C.  M. 

r  :    Providential  doodness. 


1  p  OD  of  our  lives !  thy  various  praise 
vX  Our  voices  shall  resound  : 

Thy  hand  directs  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 

2  T<>  thee  shall  grateful  songs  arise, 

Our  Father  and  our  Eriend ! 
"Whose  constant  mercies,  from  the  skies. 
In  genial  streams  descend. 


568  HYMNS  DCIV,  DCV. 

3  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age,  we  see ; 
And,  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

4  Still  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age,  appear ; 
And  let  the  same  companions  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  year. 

5  If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 

Our  wandering  souls  to  God ; 
In  our  affliction,  we  shall  sing, 
If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 


604 


HYMN  604,  L.  M. 

JVew   Year  :  God,  our  Helper. 

1  AUK  helper,  God !  we  bless  thy  name, 
v/  Whose  love  for  ever  is  the  same  ; 
The  tokens  of  thy  gracious  care 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thine  arm  has  led  us  on  ; 
Thus  far  we  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
And,  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls,  on  Jordan's  shore, 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more  ; 
Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 


605 


HYMN  605,  C.  M. 

New   Year :   Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  "YTOW,  gracious  Lord  !  thine  arm  reveal, 
li    And  make  thy  glory  known ; 

Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin, 

May  mercy  set  us  free  ; 
And  let  this  year,  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 


THE  YEAH.  .369 

d  down  thy  Spirit  from  al 
That  saints  may  love  thee  more  ; 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love. 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And,  wi  thee  we  appear, 

hi  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 


606 


HYMN  606,  L.  M. 

A   Song  for  the  opening   Year. 


1   pIvEAT  God!   we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
VJ  By  which  supported  still  we  stand; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows, — 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

"2  By  day,  by  night — at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 
By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown — 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored,  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  song!., 
And  seal,  in  silence,  mortal  tongues, 

Our  helper.  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
Shall  keep  our  souls,  and  guard  our  dust. 


607 

1 


HYMN  607,  7s. 

The  opening   Year. 

BLESS,  0  Lord  !  the  opening  year, 
To  the  souls  assembled  here  : 
Clothe  thy  word  with  power  divine, 
Make  us  willing  to  be  thine. 

When  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 
Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run; 
Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  f 
Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 

48* 


570  HYMNS  DC VI II,  DOIX. 

3  Biess  us  all  both  old  and  young, — 

Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue ; 
Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 
All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love. 


608 


HYMN  608,  7s  and  6s. 

A    Wintei's  Day. 

1  T^IME  is  winging  us  away, 
J-   To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that 's  mortal  soon  will  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb : 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above  ; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy — 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 


609 


HYMN  609,  C.  M.,  Double. 

Spring  of  the   Year. 

1  TTTHILE  beauty  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

'»     And  blossoms  on  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 

How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 
Hark !  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing ! 

'T  is  nature's  cheerful  voice  : 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring. 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

2  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies, 

While  showers,  with  blessing  fraught, 
Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance,  rise, 

And  fix  the  roving  thought ! 
Oh  !  let  my  wandering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless, 

Each  smiling  field  and  grove. 

3  That  hand,  in  this  hard  heart  of  mine, 

Can  bid  each  virtue  live ; 


610 


611 


THE  YEAR.  571 

While  gentle  showers  of  grace  divine 

Life,  beauty,  fragrance  give: 
O  God  of  nature,  *  grace  ! 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart, 
And  bid  sweet  meditation  trace 

Spring  blooming  in  my  hear:. 

HYMN  610,  S.  M.  D. 

1  OWEET  is  the  time  of  spring, 

O  When  nature's  charms  appear  : 

The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year  : 
But  sweeter  far.  the  spring 

Of  wisdom  and  of  grace. 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 

Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

2  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day. 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky  ; 
When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away. 

And  morning's  beams  are  nigh  : 
But  sweeter  far,  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth. 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 

Before  the  light  of  truth. 

3  Sweet  is  the  early  dew. 

Which  gilds  the  mountains'  tops. 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view, 

With  pearly  glittering  drops  : 
But  sweeter  far,  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill. 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distill. 

HYMN  611,  7s. 

Spring,   natural  and  spiritual. 

1  DLEASIXG  spring  again  is  here  ; 

-t    Trees  and  fields  in  bloom  appear  ; 
Hark !  the  birds,  with  artless  lays. 
Warble  their  Creator's  praise. 

2  Lord!  afford  a  spring  to  me; 
Let  me  feel  like  what  I  see  : 

Ah  !   riy  winter  lias  been  long. — 
Chilled  my  hope^.  suppressed  my  song. 


572  HYMNS  DCXII,  DCXIII. 

3  How  the  soul  in  winter  mourns. 
Till  the  Lord,  the  Sun,  returns, 
Till  the  Spirit's  gentle  rain 
Bids  the  heart  revive  again! 

4  0  beloved  Saviour  !  haste, 

Tell  me — all  the  storms  are  past : 
Speak,  and  by  thy  gracious  voice, 
Make  my  drooping  soul  rejoice. 

n  i  q  HYMN  612,  L.  M. 

U  J.  /£>  The   Year  crowned  with  Goodness. 

1  Tj^TERXAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

J-J  Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 

While,  in  thy  temple,  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  While, — as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, — 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole  ; 
The  sun  b  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness,  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays,  with  vigor,  shine 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

Xo  more  a  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 


613 


HYMN  613,  C.  M. 

Summer  and  Harvest. 


1  TO  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord, 
J-   My  soul !  wake  all  thy  powers  : 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 

The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps; 

My  tongue !  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time— 
The  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 


THE  YEAR.  573 

0  Well-pleased  the  husbandmen  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 

With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away. 
And  sew  again  in  h< 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God  !  to  bow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 

Smile  on  my  soul.  and.  with  thy  beams. 
The  ripening  harvest  bless 

£  -■    a  HYMN  614,  C.  M. 

014  Setd   Time  and  Harvest. 

1  pjKHJNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love  ! 

Jl    How  rich  thy  bounties  are  : 
The  changing  seasons,  as  they  move. 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When,  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth. 

The  sower  hid  the  grain. 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord  !  was  thine  ; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine. 

And  soft  refreshing  dew. 
•4  These  varied  mercies,  from  above. 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  : 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love. 

And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway. 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  : 
Seed  time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day. 
Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 


615 


HTKH  615,  C.  M. 

Fruitful  Seasons  from   God. 


1  A  THOU  who  gi vest  all  their  food!— 

'  '  Causing  thy  sun  to  shine 
Upon  the  evil  and  the  good, — 
Earth's  teeming  stores  are  thine. 

2  Thy  covenant  to  man  secures 

The  harvest  ot  his  toil : 
Thy  faithful  word,  while  earth  endures, 
With  plenty  clothes  the  soil. 

3  The  wintry  frost,  the  flowery  prime, 

Alike  thy  laws  obey: 


574  HYMNS  DCXVX  DCXVII. 

Each  herb  and  blossom  knows  its  time, 
And  feels  the  quickening  ray. 
4  Revolving  seasons  still  proclaim 
Thine  all-sustaining  word  ; 

Seed  time  and  harvest  speak  thy  name, — 
The  promise-keeping  Lord. 


616 


61 


HYMN  616,  C.  M. 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  A  WAKE  ye  saints !  and  raise  your  eyes, 
-ft-  And  raise  your  voices  high : 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 

That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 

Welcome  each  closing  year. 
8  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  rim, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise. 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 

To  our  admiring  eyes. 
4  Ye  wheels  of  nature  !  speed  your  course, 

Ye  mortal  powers !  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 

Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

ry  HYMN  617,  C.  M. 

i  Time  short — JIan  frail. 

1  THEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name  ! 
-L   And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 

What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

2  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  : 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We  're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

3  Good  God !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Tli'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

4  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath, — 
And  yet,  how  unconcerned  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 


death.  575 


Waken,  O  Lord !  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  t.'iey  be  found  with  God. 


DEATH. 


618 


HYMN  618,  L.  M. 

Death  and  Burial  of  Saints. 


1  TjXVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 

I-    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room. 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear. 

Invade  thy  bounds  : — no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  -Tesus  slept: — God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the  bed ! 
Rest  here,  blest  saint ! — till,  from  his  throne, 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend.  0  earth!  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust : — a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 


619 


HYMN  619,  8s  and  7s. 

.Mourners   Comforted. 


1  pEASE,  ye  mourners!  cease  to  languish, 
\J  O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  : 
Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish, 

Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying. 

Lonely,  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  th'  immortal  spirit's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving. 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
Thev  shall  never — never  die. 


576       HYMNS  DCXX,  DCXXI. 

4  Endless  pleasure,  pain  excluding, 

Sickness  there,  no  more  can  come ; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 

5  Now,  ye  mourners  !  cease  to  languish, 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  yo-u  love  ; 

Far  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 

They  are  chanting  hymns  above. 


620 


621 


HYMN  620,  C.  M. 

Dying-  in  the  Lord. 


1  TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
-fl  For  all  the  pious  dead  :  — 

"-Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping-bed. 

2  "  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed, — 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are! 
From  sufferings,  and  from  sins^  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  "  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 


HYMN  621,  C.  M. 
Mourning  with  Hope. 

11/ HY  should  our  tears  in  sorrow  flow, 
w '     AVhen  God  recalls  his  own  ; 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe, 
For  an  immortal  crown  \ 

Ts  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those, 
Whose  life  to  God  was  given  ? 

Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

Their  toils  are  past — their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest ; 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won. 

And  entered  into  rest. 

Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow, — 

God  has  recalled  his  own ; 
But  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woe, 

Still  say,— "  Thy  will  be  done  !" 


622 


DEATH.  57 

HYMN  622,  C.  M. 

Prayer  in   f'tcic  of  Death. 

1  1VIIEX,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

"    My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 

Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 

Great  God  !   at  thy  command  ; — 

2  When  every  long-loved  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart : 
"When  the  last  sigh,  that  shakes  the  frame, 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart : — 

3  0  thou  great  Source  of  joy  supreme! 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save. — 
Dispel  the  darkness,  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

4  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 
And,  with  a  ray  of  love  divine. 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

5  Leaning  on  thy  dear  faithful  breast. 

May  I  resign  my  breath. 
And.  in  thy  fond  embrace-,  lose 
"  The  bitterness  of  death." 


623 


HYMN  623,  S.  M. 

Reflections  o?i  past  Generations. 


1  1TOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 

■II  That  bears  us  to  the  sea ! 
The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity ! 

2  Our  fathers! — where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own  ? — 
Their  joys  and  griefs — and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor — gone ! 

3  But  joy  or  grief  succeeds 

Beyond  our  mortal  thought, 
While  still  the  remnant  of  their  dust 
Lies  in  the  grave  forgot. 

4  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 

^Must  all  the  children  dwell; 
Xor  other  heritage  possess. 
But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 

49 


578     HYMNS  DCXXIV,  DOXXV. 

5  God  of  our  fathers !  hear, — 
Thou  everlasting  Friend! — 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

G  Of  all  the  piou.^  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thv  face. 


624 


HYMN  624,  L.  M. 

Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  [TOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies. — 
J-i-  When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  a  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, — 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound. 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears  ! 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwen: 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world !  farewell ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay. 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies: 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say. — 
''  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !" 


625 


HYMN  625,  8s  and  7s. 

The  dying  Saint  comforted. 

HAPPY  soul!  thy  days  are  ending, - 
All  thy  mourning  days  below : 
Go,  the  angel  guards  attending — 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go ! 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !   the  Saviour  stands  above  ; 

Shews  the  fullness  of  his  merit — 

Keaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 


0:26 


DEATH.  579 

For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee. 

Bear  a  momentary  pain  : 
Die — to  live  a  life  of  glory  ; 

Sutler — with  thy  Lord  to  reign  : 
Struggle,  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast,-— 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, — 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 

HYMN  626,  7s  and  4. 

Support  in  Death. 

WIIEX  the  vale  of  death  appears, — 
Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay,— 
Kind  Forerunner!   soothe  my  fears. 

Light  me  through  the  darksome  way ; 
Break  the  shadows. — 
Usher  in  eternal  day. 

Upward  from  this  dying  state, 

Bid  my  waiting  soul  aspire  ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate  : 

To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 
Then,  triumphant, — 

I  will  join  th'  immortal  choir. 

When  the  mighty  trumpet,  blown, 
Shall  the  judgment  dawn  proclaim, 

From  the  central,  burning  throne, 
Mid  creation's  final  flame. 

With  the  ransomed, — 
Thou  wilt  own  my  worthless  name. 


627 


HYMN  627,  C.  M. 

Jfo urn i :ig-  id ith -  Hop s. 

AT  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 
Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
Ajid  nature  weeps,  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 


1  re 


2  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, — 
When  what  we  now  deplore 
Shall  rise,  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

8  Then  cease,  fond  nature  !  cease  thy  tears, 
Religion  points  on  high; 


629 


580  HYMNS  DCXXVIII— DCXXX. 

There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  cannot  die. 

£OQ  HYMN  628,  L.  M. 

D/^O  Death  of  an  Infant, 

1  CO  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower, — 
^5  Frail  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ! 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind, — no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace  !  be  ever  nigh, 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Bill  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain, 
Till  dying  hope  shall  live  again ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

HYMN  629,  C.  M. 

'Ike   Grave  peaceful. 

1  TJOW  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 
J-A  Where, — life's  vain  tumults  past, — 
Tlr  appointed  house,  by  heaven's  decree, 

Receives  us  all  at  last ! 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease, 
Their  passions  rage  no  more  ; 

And  there,  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  All.  leveled  by  the  hand  of  death, 
Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb, 

Till  God,  in  judgment,  call  them  forth, 
To  meet  their  final  doom. 

HYMN  630,  C.  M. 

Prospect  of  Death. 

1  11"T  soul !   come,  meditate  the  day, 
JM.  And  think,  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 

And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  And  you,  my  eyes !  look  down  and  vievr 
The  hollow  gaping  tomb  ; 

This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come. 


630 


DEATH.  581 

3  Oli !  could  we  die  with  thu.se  that  die, 
And  place  us  in  their  Btead; 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead. 

t  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 
In  their  own  glorious  forms, 

And  wonder,  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 
Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away, 
To  their  eternal  home. 


631 


HYMN  631,  8s  and  7s. 

Tkc  Spirit  of  a  dying  Christian. 

1  DARTING  soul !  the  flood  awaits  thee, 
-t    And  the  billows  round  thee  roar  ; 
Yet  rejoice, — the  holy  city 

Stands  on  yon  celestial  shore. 

2  There,  are  crowns  and  thrones  of  glory, 

There,  the  living  waters  glide ; 

There,  the  just  in  shining  raiment, 

Standing  by  ImmanueFs  side. 

3  linger  not, — the  stream  is  narrow, 

Though  its  cold  dark  waters  rise ; 

He,  who  passed  the  flood  before  thee, 

Guides  thv  path  to  vonder  skies. 


632 


HYMN  632,  L.  M. 

Death  disarmed. 


1  11/ HY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 

' '    What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

49* 


582         HYMNS  DOXXXm,  DCXXXIY. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there, 


633 


HYMN  633,  C.  M. 

Comfort  in  the  Death  of  Friends. 


1  T\7HY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

M    Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Xor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

8  Why  should  we  tremble,  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There,  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blessed, 

And  softened  every  bed : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  \ 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  his  saints  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise ; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ! 
Ye  saints  !  ascend  the  skies. 


634 


HYMN  634,  C.  M. 

Silent  Submission. 

PEACE  !   't  is  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand, 
That  blasts  our  joys  in  death,— 
Changes  the  visage  once  so  dear, 
And  gathers  back  our  breath. 

'T  is  he,  the  Potentate  supreme 

Of  all  the  worlds  above, 
"Whose  steady  counsels  wisely  rule, 

Nor  from  their  purpose  move. 


DEATH.  583 

3  'T  is  lie,  whose  justice  might  demand 

Our  souls  a  sacrifice  ; 

Yet  scatters,  with  unwearied  hand, 
A  thousand  rich  supplies. 

4  Our  covenant  God  and  Father  he. 

In  Christ,  our  bleeding  Lord  : 
Whose  grace  can  heal  the  bursting  heart, 
With  one  reviving  word. 

5  Silent,  we  own  Jehovah's  name, — 

We  kiss  thy  chastening  hand: 
And  yield  our  comforts  and  our  life, 

To  thy  supreme  command. 


635 


HYMN  635,  C.  M. 

Triwnph  over  Death. 


1  pREATGod!  I  own  the  sentence  just 

VJ  And  nature  must  decay  ; 

I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust. 

To  dwdl  with  fellow  clay. 

2  Yet  faith  iray  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 
My  Testis,  my  Redeemer,  lives. 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  conies. 

3  The  mighty  Conqueror  shall  appear, 

High  on  a  royal  seat : 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  toes, 
Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 

4  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face. 

AVith  strong,  immortal  eyes  ; 
And  feast  upon  thine  unknown  grace, 
With  pleasure  and  surprise. 

r»Of?  HYMN  636,  12s  and  113. 

UOO  A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  TuTOU  art  gone  to  the  grave — but  we  will  not 
J-        deplore  thee, 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the 
tomb ; 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 
thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  doom. 


584  HYMN  DCXXXVIL 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave— we  no  longer  be- 

hold thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by 

thy  side ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  en- 
fold thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Sinkes  hath 
died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave — and,  its  mansion 

forsaking, 

Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered 
long; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  or 
thy  waking, 

And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  se- 
raphim's song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave — but  we  will  not 

deplore  thee, 
Since  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian,  thy 

guide ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 

thee ; 
A.nd  death  hath  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour 

hath  died. 

nnrr  HYMN  637,  C.  M. 

Uu  i  Victory  over  Death. 

1  AH!  for  an  overcoming  faith, 
v/   To  cheer  my  dying  hours  ; 

To  triumph  o'er  the  monster,  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing, — 
"Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry,  grave? 
0  death!  where  is  thy  sting?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I  'm  secure  ; 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  Ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid ;-  - 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 


638 


DEATH.  585 

HYMN  638,  C.  M. 

The  Death  of  Children. 


1  VE  mourning  saints  !  whose  streaming  tears 
J-    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, — 

Say  nor  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While,  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie. 
Rise,  and  with  joy,  and  reverence,  view 
A  heavenly  parent  nigh. 

3  Though,  your  young  branches  torn  away, — 

Like  withered  trunks  ye  stand  ; 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touched  by  th'  Almighty's  hand. 

4=  "I  '11  give  the  mourner,'1  saith  the  Lord, 
*•  In  my  own  house  a  place  : 
No  names  of  daughters  and  of  sons 
Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  "  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

A  rising  race  can  give ; 
In  endless  honor  and  delight, 
My  children  all  shall  live." 

6  We  welcome,  Lord !  those  rising  tears. 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see ;  [hearts, 

And  bless  those  wounds  which,  through  our 
Prepare  a  way  for  thee. 


639 


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HYMN  639,  L.'M. 

The  Christian's  parting  Hour, 

OW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene ; 
And  the  broad  sun's  retiring  ray 
Sheds  a  mild  lustre  o'er  the  scene! 

Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour,— 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest ; 
When  faith,  endued  from  heaven  with  power, 

Strengthens  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye. 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  check  ! 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh. 

In  language  which  no  tongue  e&n  speak. 


586  HYMNS  DCXL,  DCXLI. 

4  A  beam  from  Leaven  is  sent  to  cheer 

The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road ; 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  Who  would  not  wish  to  die,  like  those 

Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless ; 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 


640 


HYMN  640,  C.  M. 

The  Christian's  Farewell. 


1  VE  golden  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell, 
A    With  all  your  feeble  light ; 

Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon ! 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day  ! 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed. — 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
Xo  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix, 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  Xo  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes  ; 

Xor  the  meridian  sun  decline 

Amid  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view, 
With  infinite  delight. 


641 


HYMN  641,  C.  M. 

The  SWoment  after  Death. 


1    FX  vain  the  fancy  strives  to  paint 
J-  The  moment  after  death, — 
The  glories  that  surround  a  saint. 
When  yielding  up  his  breath. 


642 


DEATH.  581 

I  )jie  gentle  sigh  the  fetters  breaks  ; 

We  Bcarce  can  Bay, — "  He  's  gone  !" — 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 

Its  mansion  near  the  throne. 
Faitli  strive- — but  all  its  efforts  fail, — 

To  trace  the  spirit's  flight ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  « 

Which  hides  the  world  of  light. 
Thus  much — and  *t  is  enough  to  know — 

Saints  are  completely  LI. 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 

And  with  their  Saviour  r 
On  harps  of  gold,  they  praise  his  name, 

And  see  him  face  to  face : 
Oh  !  let  us  catch  the  heavenly  flame, 

And  live  in  his  embrace. 

HYMN  642,  C.  M. 

The  earthly  and  heavenly  House. 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 
-i-   Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 

And  here  my  spirit,  waiting,  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 

Then,  O  my  soul!  with  joy  obey 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  T  is  he.  by  his  almighty  grace, 

Who  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven ; 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Hath  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But,  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We  "re  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'T  is  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  ree  ; 
We  would  bo  absent  from  the  flesh, 
An  .  Lord!  with  thee. 


643 


HYMN  643,  C.  K. 

O  A   Voice  from  the   Tomb. 

1   TJABK!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  ! 
-tl  My  ears!  attend  the  cry — 


)88  HYMNS  DCXLIV,  DCXLV. 

"  Ye  living  men !  come  view  the  ground, 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

u  "  Princes !  this  clay  mus.t  be  your  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure  ? — 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  'prepare  no  more  ? 

•i  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We  ?11  rise  above  the  skv. 


644 


HYMN  644,  S.  M. 

Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  \  ND  must  this  body  die  ?— 
■A  This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  xhe  clay  ? 

2  God,  my  Eedeemer,  lives, 

And,  often  from  the  skies, 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine ; 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesu:-'  dying  love ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

5  Dear  Lord!  accept  jne  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs  ; 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 


645 


irn£K  645,  S.  L.  M. 
The  Death  Bed  of  the  Righteous. 

1  THIS  place  is  holy  ground  ; 
-1-   World  !  with  thy  cares,  away  ! 


DEATH.  589 

Silence  and  darkness  reign  around  : 

But  lo  !   the  break  of  day  ! 
Wiiat  bright  and  sudden  dawn  appears, 
To  shine  upon  this  scene  of  tears! 

2  Behold  the  bed  of  death,— 

This  pale  and  lovely  clay  ! 

Heard  ye  the  sobs  of  parting  breath? 

Marked  ye  the  eyes'  last  ray  \ — 
No  ! — life  so  sweetly  ceased  to  be, 

It  lapsed  in  immortality. 

3  Could  tears  revive  the  dead. 

Rivers  should  swell  our  eyes ; 
Could  sighs  recall  the  spirit  lied, 

We  would  not  quench  our  sighs, 
Till  love  relumed  this  altered  mien, 
And  all  th'  embodied  soul  were  seen. 

4  Bury  the  dead, — and  weep, 

In  stillness,  o'er  the  loss  : 
Bury  the  dead, — in  Christ  they  sleep, 

Who  bore  on  earth  his  cross : 
And,  from  the  grave,  their  dust  shall  rise, 
In  his  own  image,  to  the  skies. 


646 


HYMN  646,  C.  M. 

Funeral. 


1  p EXE  ATII  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  hea  ;1, 
-D  Is  equal  warning  given  ; 

Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, — 
Above  us,  is  the  heaven. 

2  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower  ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril — every  hour. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek,  decay, 
And  fate  descend,  in  sudden  night, 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  ft  ebly  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

50 


590  HYMNS  DCXLVn,  DCXLVIU. 

u  Turn,  mortal !  turn  ;  thy  danger  know ; 
Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 

6  Turn,  Christian  !  turn ;  thy  soul  apply 
To  truths  divinely  given; 
The  forms,  which  underneath  thee  lie, 
Shall  live,  for  hell,  or  heaven. 


KYMN  647,  C.  M. 

Death  and  Eternity. 


(547 

1    CTOOP  down,  my  thoughts !  that  used  tc  rise, 
&  Converse  a  while  with  death  ; 


Think — how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 

2  His  quivering  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few ; 
Then,  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids  the  world  adieu ! 

3  But  Oh  !  the  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ; 
Ye  thoughts  !  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  track  its  wondrous  way  : — 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell, 

It  mounts,  triumphant  there : — 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  despair. 

5  And  must  this  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh  !  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  safe  above  ! 

Jesus  !  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 

To  drop  into  my  dust. 


648 


HYMN  648,  L.  M. 

Prayer  of  the  dying  Christian. 


1  pEXTLY,  my  Saviour!  let  me  down, 
VJ  To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death  : 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 
E'en  till  my  last  expiring  breath. 


DEATH.  591 

2  S     :i  will  the  storm  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest  : 

There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  m< 

And  bless  thy  nam*  for  ever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within ; 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart; 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 

Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

±  Hasten  thy  chariot,  God  of  love  ! 

And  fetch  me  from  this  world  of  woe ; 
I  long  to  reach  those  joys  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

5  There  shall  my  raptured  spirit  raise 
Still  louder  notes  than  angels  sing,— 
High  glories  to  Immanud's  grace, — 
My  God.  my  Saviour,  and  my  King! 


649 


650 


HYMN  649,  L.  M. 

Mourning  with  Submission. 

THE  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge 
The  tlowing  'ear,  the  heaving  sigh. 
When  righteous  persons  tall  around, — 
AVhen  tender  friends  and  kindred  die. 

Yet  not  one  anxious,  murm'ring  thought 
Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend; 

Xor  would  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Tlr  almighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

Beneath  a  numerous  train  of  ills, 
Our  feeble  tlesh  and  heart  may  tail; 

Yet  shall  our  hope  in  thee,  i  >ur  God, 
O'er  every  gloomy  fear  pie  vail. 

Our  Father  God!  to  thee  w  -  ],  ,-k. 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion  an  J.  our  Friend; 

And  en  thy  covenant  love  and  truth, 
Our  sinking  souls  shall  still  depend. 

HYMN  650,  C.  M. 

The  Death  of  a    Y 

"YVHEX  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away. 
' »     By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
That  pity  must  demand. 


592  HYMN  DCLI. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

Oli !  may  this  truth,  impressed 
With  awful  power,  — k*  I  too  must  die  \n 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more ; 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
It  bids  as  seize  the  present  hour, — 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  Oh  !  let  us  fly— to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save : 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

5  Great  God !  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  healing  power: 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart, 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

n  p:  -I  HYMN  651,  C.  M. 

Uly  1  Death  and  the  Rcsur7-cctio)t. 

1  THROUGH  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's  path, 
A   Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 

We,  soldiers  of  an  injured  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 

Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 

Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat; 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 


Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 
For,  o'er  life's  wreck,  that  spark  shall  rise 

To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

These  ashes  too, — this  little  dust, — 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  the  last  angel  rise,  and  break 

The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

Then  love's  soft  dew,  o'er  every  eye, 
Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 


652 


DEATH.  593 

And  the  long-silent  dust  shall  burst, 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

HYMN  652,  C.  M. 

Death  dreadful,  or  delightful. 

1  ]\EATH  !— 'tis  a  melancholy  day, 
jJ  To  those  who  have  no  God, — 
When  the  poor  soul  is  forced  away. 

To  seek  her  last  abode. 

2  In  vain,  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes ; — 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  darkness,  lire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake,  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  woe ! 

Let  stubborn  sinners  fear ; 
lvhy  will  ye  sink  to  flames  below, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there  ? 

4:  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 
And  flashes  in  your  face ! 
And  thou,  my  soul !  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recovering  sxrace. 


653 


HYMN  653,  C.  M. 

Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  alt. 


1  TTEAVEX  has  confirmed  the  dread  decree, 
"  That  Adam's  race  must  die  ; 

One  general  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men!  the  tomb  survey, 

Where  you  must  shortly  dwell ; 
Hark !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  every  funeral  knell ! 

3  Once  you  must  die — and  once  for  all, — 

The  solemn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  know,  that  heaven  and  hell  are  hung 
On  that  important  day. 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veiled, 

Must  wake  the  Judge  to  see ; 
And  every  word,  and  every  thought, 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

50* 


594  HYMNS  DCLIY,  DCLV. 

5  Oh  !  j nay  I,  in  the  Judge,  behold 
My  Saviour  and  my  Friend ; 
And,  far  above  the  reach  of  death, 
With  all  thy  saints  ascend. 


JUDGMENT. 


654 


HYMN  654,  7s. 

Christ  coming  to  save  his  People. 

1  TJARK — that  shout  of  rapturous  joy, 
-**-  Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud ! 
Jesus  comes — and,  through  the  sky, 

Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark  ! — the  trumpet's  awful  voice 

Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land : 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 
Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See ! — the  Lord  appears  in  view  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly ; 
Rise,  ye  saints  !  he  comes  for  you, — 
Rise,  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

4  Go  and  dwell  with  him  above, 

Where  no  foe  can  e'er  molest ; 
Happy  in  the  Saviour's  iove, 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest. 


655 


HYMN  655,  C.  M. 

God,  the  awful  Judge. 

1  OIXG  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hosts ! 
0  And  thou,  0  earth  !  adore  ; 

Let  death  and  hell,  through  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  sounding  chariot  shakes  the  sky, 

He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne ; 

There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 

Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  Think,  0  my  soul !  the  dreadful  day, 

WThen  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  send  his  wrath  abroad. 


JUDGMENT.  59; 

4  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner,  do  ? 

He  once  defied  the  Lord  ; 
But  he  shall  dread  the  Thunderer  now, 
And  sipk  beneath  his  word. 

5  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 

To  blast  the  rebel  worm. 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul, 
In  one  eternal  storm. 


656 


HYMN  656,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 


657 


1  TO!  he  comes,  in  clouds  descending, 

JLj  Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 
Hallelujah : — 
Jesus  shall  for  ever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  : 

Those  who  set  at  nought,  and  sold  him. 

Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing. — 

Shall  the  great  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain. 

Heaven,  and  earth  shall  iiee  away ; 
All  who  hate  him,  must,  confounded, 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day : 
Come  to  judgment ! — 

Come  to  judgment. — come  away. 

4  Xow  the  Saviour,  long-expected, 

See,  in  solemn  pomp,  appear  ! 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 

Xow  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  : 
Hallelujah!— 

See  the  day  of  God  appear. 

HYMN  657,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Judgment  welcomed. 

0  !  he  cometh, — countless  trumpets 
^Take  to  life  the  slumbering  dead  : 
Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels, 

See  their  creat  exalted  Head: 
Hallelujah!— 

Welcome,  welcome.  Son  of  God! 


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59G  HYMNS  DCLVJJJ.  DOLIX. 

2  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear : 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him — 

Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear; 
Hallelujah!  — 

Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine ! 

3  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father  ! 

Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows ; 

Endless  praise  be  your  employ :" 
Hallelujah ! — 

Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies. 


658 


1 


HYMN  658,  C.  M. 

Everlasting  Absence  of  God  intolerable, 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Tlr  appointed  hour  makes  haste, — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys ! 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart ! 
Hoav  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound — Depart ! 

3  Oh !  wretched  state  of  deep  despair- 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station,  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

4  Jesus  !  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  one  gracious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  Oh !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 


659 


HYMN  659,  C.  M. 

The  Judgment  anticipated. 


1  WEEX,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
» »    O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, — 
Oh!  how  shall  I  appear? 


JUDGMENT.  597 

2  If  now,  while  pardon  may  be  found. 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought; — 

3  When  thou,  0  Lord!  shalt  -tand  disclosed, 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, — 
Oh!  how  shall  I  ap] 

4.  Then  see  my  sorrows,  gracious  Lord! 
Let  mercy  set  me  free  ; 
While,  in  the  confidence  of  prayer, 
My  heart  takes  hold  of  thee. 

5  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 
Thy  mercy  to  procure  : 
Since  thy  beloved  Son  has  died, 
To  make  that  mercy  sure. 


660 


HTMN  660,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Judgment   Trumpet. 

1  TTAPwK! — the  judgment  trumpet  sounding 
-EL  Rends  the  skies,  and  shakes  the  poles  ; 
Lo  !  the  day.  with  wrath  abounding. 

Breaks  upon  astonished  souls  : 
Every  creature 
X ow  the  awful  Judge  beholds. 

2  Jesus,  Captain  of  salvation. 

Leads  his  armies  down  the  skies ; 
Every  kindred,  tribe  and  nation. 

From  the  sleep  of  death,  arise  : 
Heaven's  loud  summons 

Fills  the  world  with  dread  surprise. 

3  Zioms  King,  his  throne  ascending, 

Calls  his  saints  before  his  fac  •  : 
Crowns,  with  glory  never-ending, 

All  the  children  of  his  grace  : 
Heaven  shall  echo  : — 

Songs  of  triumph  fill  the  place. 

4  Look  beneath,  where  hell  is  burning ! 

There  the  sons  of  darkness  lie ; 
Hope  to  black  despair  is  turning : 

There  the  worm  shall  never  die  : 
Careless  sinner !  — 

Oh  !  to  Jesus  quickly  fly. 


598  HYMNS  DCLXL  DCLXII. 


661 


HYMN  661,  L.  M. 

The  Judgment  Scene. 


1  THE  Lord  shall  come, — the  earth  shall  quake, 
-i   The  mountains  to  their  centre  shake  ; 
And,  withering  from  the  vault  of  night, 

The  stars  shall  pale  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  shall  come, — but  not  the  same 
As  once,  in  lowliness,  he  came, — 

A  silent  lamb  before  his  foes, — 
A  weary  man,  and  full  of  woes. 

3  The  Lord  shall  come, — a  dreadful  form, 
With  rainbow  wreath,  and  robes  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings  and  wings  of  wind, — 
Appointed  Judge  of  all  mankind. 

4  Can  this  be  he,  who  wont  to  stray 

A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, — 
Oppressed  by  power,  and  mocked  by  pride, 
The  Nazarene — the  Crucified  ? 

5  "While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, — 

"  Rocks, — hide  us  ! — mountains !  on  us  fall !"-  — 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing, — "  The  Lord  is  come  I" 


662 


HYMN  662,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

Saints  and  Sinners  judged. 

1  TV^Y  of  judgment !  day  of  wonders  ! 
U  Hark  ! — the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round: 
How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine! 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say, — "  This  God  is  mi  le  \n 
Gracious  Saviour ! 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee : 
Careless  sinner ! 

"What  will  then  become  of  thee? 


JUDGMENT.  599 

-i  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 

He  will  say. — ••  Come  near,  ye  blessed! 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ! 

You  for  ever 

Shail  my  love  and  glory  know/' 

/j  4*  q  HYMN  663,  8s  and  7s,  Irregular. 

U  U  O  Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 

1  pPEAT  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear?— 
vJ  The  end  of  things  created! 

Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appear. 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ! 
The  trumpet  sounds — the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before!  — 

Prepare,  my  soul !   to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise. 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding. 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding  : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  >heds  eternal  day. 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

8  Great  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear? — ■ 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
Behold  the  Judge  of  man  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  ! 
Low  at  his  cross  I  view  the  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 


6(34 


HYMN  664,  S.  M. 

The  Judgment  in  Prospect. 

1  [  XD  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 
A  And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
^Yhen  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 

3  But,  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 


600  HYMNS  DCLXW  DCLXVI. 

Hark  ! — from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Ye  sinners  !  seek  his  grace, — 

His  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 

And  find  salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled ; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 


$65 


HYMN  685,  C.  P.  M. 

The  Saint  at  Christ's  right  Hand. 


1  "IlTHEiSr  thou,  my  righteous  Judge  !  shalt  come 

' »    To  fetch  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 

Shall  such  a  worth]  ess  worm  as  I, 

Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 

2  Blest  Saviour !  grant  it  by  thy  grace  ; 
Be  thou  my  only  hiding-place. 

In  this  th'  accepted  day ; 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  Oh !  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

8  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 

Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face ; 
Then  filled  with  rapture  shall  I  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


6QQ 


HYMN  666,  8s,  7s  and  4. 

The  Sinner's  Doom. 


1  OEE  th'  eternal  Judge  descending, 
O  Yiew  him  seated  on  his  throne ! 
Now,  poor  sinner  !  now  lamenting, 

Stand  and  hear  thine  awful  doom ; — 
Trumpets  call  thee  ! — 

Stand  and  hear  thine  awful  doom. 

2  Hear  the  cries  he  now  is  venting, 

Filled  with  dread  of  fiercer  pain ; 


JUDGMENT.  601 

While  in  anguish  thus  lamenting. 

That  he  ne'er  was  born  again  S 
Greatly  mourning. — 

That  he  ne'er  was  born  again  ! — 

3  "  Yonder  sirs  my  slighted  Saviour, 

With  the  marks  of  dying  love  ; 
Oh  !   that  I  had  sought  his  favor, 

When  I  felt  liis  Spirit  move ! 
Golden  moments. — 

When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move  !:> 

4  Xow,  despisers !  look  and  wonder ; 

Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part ; 
Louder  than  a  peal  of  thunder. 
Hear  the  dreadful  sound,— "Depart!" 

Lost  for  ever, — 

Hear  the  dreadful  sound. — ;t  Depart !" 

nnry  HYMN  667,  L/M, 

DO/  The  Day  of  Wrath. 

1  THAT  day  of  wrath !— that  dreadful  day, 

J-   When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ! — 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day,— 

2  When,  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll; 
And  louder  yet — and  yet  more  dread, — 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  ? 

3  Oh  !  on  that  day — that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  0  Christ !  the  sinner's  stay, — 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 


668 


HYMN  668,  S.  M. 

The  Lord  coming  to  Judgment. 


1  "DEHOLD  !  the  day  is  come, 
-13  The  righteous  Judge  is  near  ; 
And  sinners,  trembling  at  their  doom, 

Shall  soon  their  sentence  hear. 

2  Angels,  in  bright  attire, 

Conduct  him  through  the  skies  ; 
Darkness  and  tempests,  smoke  and  fire, 
Attend  him  as  he  flies. 


51 


602  HYMN  DCLXIX. 

3  How  awful  is  the  sight ! 

How  loud  the  thunders  roar ! 

The  sun  forbears  to  give  his  light, 

And  stars  are  seen  no  more. 

4  The  whole  creation  groans, 

But  saints  arise  and  sing ; 
They  are  the  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  their  God  and  Kins. 


HEAVEN. 


669 


HYMN  669,  C.  M. 

The  cheering  Prospect  of  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  a  hind  of  pure  delight, 
J-   Where  saints  immortal  reign, 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There,  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  tirn'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea ; 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ; — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Closes  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, — 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 


670 


671 


HEAVEN.  608 


HYMN  670,  L.  M. 

The    Worship  of  J/eaven. 


1  AH!  !  .  inspiring  ray, 
v/  To  animate  onr  feeble 

From  the  bright  -  —   lay, — 

The  blissful  realm.-,  where  Jesus  reigns. 

2  There,  low  before  his  gl  -      rone, 

-  and  angels  fall ; 
And,  with  delightful  worship. 

His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs 
And  love,  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
>ugh  all  tli*  assemblies  of  the  sk 

4  He  -   .     3, —  md  sei     hs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture,  while  they  gaze: 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
and  his  everlasting  j  . 

5  There,  all  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb 

S  lalljoin  at  last  the  heavenly  choir: 
Oh !  m  ay  the  j  oy  -  i  o  -  p  i  r  i  n  g  thei  n  e 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire. 
0  Dear  Saviour  !  let  seal 

■  interest  in  that  blissful  |  I 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 


HYMN  671,  7s. 

Songs  and  I  ten. 

1  TTIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
-El  Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feel  I  i  sight, 

Happy  in  Imraanuel 
Pilgrims  in  this 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  • 

Torturing  pain,  and  heavy  woe. 

2  Mid  the  chor  is 

Mid  tli*  angelic  lyres  abo 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love : 
Happy  spirits !  ye  are  fled. 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  rind, — 


604  HYMNS  DCLXXII,  DOLXXIII. 

Lulled  to  rest,  the  aching  head, 

Soothed,  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 
3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, — 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows . 
Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast ; 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

Sorrow,  in  eternal  rest. 


672 


HYMN  672,  S.  M. 

Rest  for  the  weary  Soul. 


1  AH !  where  shall  rest  be  found, — 
V  Rest  for  the  weaiy  soul ! 

'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
Oh !  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace ! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


673 


HYMN  673,  C.  M. 

Freedom  from  Sin  and  Sorrow. 

HOW  happy  are  the  souls  above, 
From  sin  and  sorrow  free ! 
"With  Jesus  they  are  now  at  rest, 

And  all  his  glory  see. 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  aloud  they  cry, 

"  That  brought  us  near  to  God :" 
In  ceaseless  hymns  of  praise,  they  shout 
The  virtue  of  his  blood. 


IIEAYEX.  605 

8  Sweet  gratitude  inspires  their  songs, 
Ambitious  to  proclaim, 
Before  the  Father's  awful  throne, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

4  With  wondering  joy,  they  recollect 

Their  tears  and  dang 
And  bless  the  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Which  brought  them  safe  at  last 

5  Lord!  let  the  merit  of  thy  death 

To  me  be  likewise  given; 
And  I,  with  them,  will  shout  thy  praise, 
Through  all  the  courts  of  heaven. 


674 


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67 


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HYMN  674,  8s  and  6s,  Irregular. 

Things  temporal  and  eternal. 

Oil !  Aveep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade, 
Like  evening  lights  away, — 
For  hopes,  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day; 
For  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given ; 
And  thougb  on  earth  the  tear  may  start, 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 
Oh  !  weep  not  for  the  friends,  that  pass 

Into  the  lonely  grave. 
As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave  ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart, 

And  mournful  days  be  given, 
And  lonely  though  on  earth  thou  art, 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 

HYMN  675,  C.  M. 

Heaven  anticipated. 

1  pOME,  Lord  !  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
V-;  Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue, 

And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Then,  to  the  shining  realms  of  bliss, 

The  wings  of  faith  shall  - 
And  all  the  charms  of  paradise 
Our  raptured  thoughts  explore. 

51* 


606         HYMNS  DCLXXVI,  DCLXXVIL 

3  There,  shall  the  foll'wers  oft  lie  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs  ; 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

4  Lord!  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, — 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till,  in  the  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  the  heavenly  choir. 

nrr  i^  HYMN  676,  8s  and  6s,  Irregular. 

U   I    U  Heaven  anticipated. 

1  T^HERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
-i-   To  mourning  wanderers  given : 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'T  is  found  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  lifers  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There,  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There,  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb, 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

nryry  HYMN  677,  C.  M. 

Oil  The  Peace  and  Repose  of  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace, 
A   For  those  with  cares  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorr'wing  tears  shall  cease, 

And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'T  is  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts,  which  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they,  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more  • 


HEAVEK  607 

ream  of  endless  pleasure  flows, 
On  that  celestial  si 

There,  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There,  they,  who  oft  had  sown  in  tears. 

Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 


678 


HYMN  678,  C.  M. 

Heaven  unseen  and  immortal. 

OW  far  beyond  our  mortal  sight 
The  Lord  of  glory  dwells ! 
A  veil  of  interposing  night 
His  radiant  face  conceals. 


'H 


2  Oh  !   could  my  longing  spirit  rise. 

On  strong,  immortal  wing. 
And  reach  thy  palace  in  the  skies, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King!  — 

3  There,  thousands  worship  at  thy  feet. 

And  there — divine  employ — 
Thy  love  triumphant  they  repeat. 
In  songs  of  endless  joy. 

•i  Thy  presence  beams  eternal  day. 
O'er  all  the  blissful  place  : 
"Who  would  not  leave  this  house  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  thine  embrace  I 


679 


HYMN  679,  C.  M. 

On'.  N   df  Saints  in  Heaven  and  on  Earth. 

1  /^OME.  let  os  join  our  friends  above, 
V^  Who  have  obtained  the  prize. 
And.  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love. 

To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone. 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one : — 

3  One  family. — we  dwell  in  him  ; 

One  church, — above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream — 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God. 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 


608    HYMNS  DCLXXX,  DCLXXXI. 

Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ev'n  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die ! 

6  Dear  Saviour!  be  oar  constant  guide  ; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 


680 


HYMN  680,  G.  M. 
Rising  to  God. 


1  \TOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
-i-i    Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 

3  Should  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
AVI j en  we  are  walking  back  to  God? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge  ! 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large, 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God — to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  vouno-  dawn  of  heaven  below. 


681 


HYMN  631,  C.  M. 

The  heavenly  City. 

1  JERUSALEM !— my  happy  home  ! 
u    Name  ever  dear  to  me, — 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 


HEAVEN.  609 

Thy  bulwark--,  with  salvation  strong, 

And  streets  of  shining  gold  I 

8  Oh!  when,  thou  city  of  my  God! 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, — 
Wh  -irations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  never  end? 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  or  woe, 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  \ 
Jerusalem  I  soon  shall  view, 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Redeemed  saints  and  angels,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  : 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ,  below, 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem! — my  happy  home! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 

Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


682 


HYMN  682,  S.  L.  M. 

The  Perpetuity  of  Heaven. 


1  "PRIEST)  after  friend  departs  : 
-T  Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  Might  of  time. 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death. 
There  surely  i<  some  blessed  clime, 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath  : 
Xor  life's  affections,  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upwards  and  expire. 

3  There  i-  a  world  above. 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love. 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines. 

Till  ail  have  passed  away; 


610       HYMNS  DOLXXXni,   DCLXXXIV. 

As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  ; 
Xor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night,- 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  ligl  t. 


683 


HYMN  683,  C.  M. 

Heaven  : — for  Sunday  Schools. 

1  THERE  is  a  glorious  world  of  light, 
J-   Above  the  starry  sky  ; 

Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark! — amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise. 

3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  Ave  shall  know, 

If  Jesns  we  obey  ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  This  i<  the  joy  av^  ought  to  seek, 

And  make  our  chief  concern  ; 
For  this  Ave  come,  from  week  to  week, 
To  read,  and  hear,  and  learn. 

5  Soon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run. 

Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 
Mnst  pass  from  earth  away. 

6  Great  God !  impress  the  serious  thought, 

This  day,  on  every  breast : 
Tli at  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught 
May  enter  to  thv  rest. 


684 


HYMN  684,  C.  M. 

The  Joys  unseen. 


1  "YTOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
-i-i    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepared, 
For  those  who  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come ; 

The  beams  of  glory,  in  his  word, 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 


HEAVEN.  611 

8  Pure  are  the  .  aky, 

And  all  the  region  |  i 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye. 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4=  Those  holy  g 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  obtain  a  I  there, 

•  foll'wers  or*  the  Lao 


,    q    -  HYMN  685,  L.  M. 

U  <0  tJ 


l  ITCnv 

n  ii, 


["OW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  ski  -  ! 
low  transient  every  earthly  bliss! 
How  slender  all  the  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  ! 

•2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 

The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hones  are  emblems  true. — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  h 

3  But,  though  eai  st  blossoms  die, 

And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain. 
There  is  a  land,  whose  confines  lie 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 

Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears: 
If  God  be  ours,  we  're  traveling  home. 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  ( 


686 


HYMN  683.  C.  L.  K, 
T~.  -       :  f  Bliss  mf  Hem 

1  TTEAVEN  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease. 
11  Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er: — 

The  blissful  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 

Where  car  no  more  ; 

And  not  the  shadow  of  distress 
Dims  its  unsullied  blessedness. 

2  Heaven  is  the  place  where  Jesus  lives, 

To  1 1 3a  1  his  dying  blood  : 

While,  to  his  prayer-,  his  Fath  r  gi 

An  unknown  multitude. 
Whose  harps  and  tongues,  through  endless  days, 
Shall  crown  his  head  with  songs  of  praise. 


612     HYMNS  DOLXXXVII,  DCLXXXVIII. 

3  Heaven  is  the  dwelling  place  of  joy, 
The  home  of  light  and  love, 
Where  faith  and  hope  in  rapture  die ; 

And  ransomed  souls  above 
Enjoy,  before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Bliss  everlasting  and  unknown. 


687 


HYMN  687,  C.  M. 

The  unseen  and  blessed    World. 


1  "PAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 

-F    Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  distant  land  !  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more! 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  Oh  !  may  the  heavenly  prospect  lire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

5  Prepare  us,  Lord !  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high  ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise,  and  join 
The  chorus  of  the  sky. 


688 


HYMN  688,  8s  and  6s,  Irregular. 

JVothinrr  like  Heaven. 


1  THIS  world  is  poor  from  shore  to  shore, 
J-   And,  like  a  baseless  vision, 

Its  lofty  domes  and  brilliant  ore, 
Its  gems  and  crowns,  are  vain  and  poor  ;- 
There  's  nothing  rich  but  heaven. 

2  Empires  decay  and  nations  die, 

Our  hopes  to  winds  are  given ; 
The  vernal  blooms  in  ruin  lie, 
Death  reigns  o'er  all  beneath  the  sky ; — 

There  's  nothing  sure  but  heaven. 


HKAYKN.  613 

3  Creation's  mighty  fabric  all 

Shall  be  to  atoms  riven,— 
The  skies  consume,  the  planets  fall, 
Convulsions  rock  this  earthly  bail ; — 

There's  nothing  firm  but  heaven. 

4  A  stranger,  lonely  here  I  roam. 

From  place  to  place  am  driven; 
My  friends  are  gone,  and  I  mi  in  gloom, 
This  earth  is  all  a  dismal  tomb; — 

I  have  no  home  but  heaven. 

5  The  clouds  disperse — the  light  appears, 

My  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
Triumphant  grace  hath  quelled  my  fears:— 
Roll  on.  thou  sun!  fly  swift,  my  years! 

I  'in  on  my  way  to  heaven. 


689 


HYMN  689,  C.  M. 

Heaven  in  Prospect. 


1  AX  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
yj  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
"Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh  !  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight! 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day  : 
There,  God,  the  Son,  for  ever  reigna, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  Xo  chilling  winds,  no  pois'nous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay: 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me  roll,  - 
Fearless  I VI  launch  away. 

52 


614  HYMNS  DGXC,  DOXOI. 


690 


HYMN  690,  8s  and  7s. 

The  Christian"1  s  Flight  to  Heaven* 


1  WHAT  is  life  ?  't  is  but  a  vapor ; 

» «    Soon  it  vanishes  away  ; 
Life  is  but  a  dying  taper ; 

O  my  soul !  why  wish  to  stay ! 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings,  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy? 

2  See  that  glory — how  resplendent! 

Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints  ; 
There,  in  majesty  transcendent, 

Jesus  reigns — the  King  of  saints  : — 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul !  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

3  Joyful  crowds,  his  throne  surrounding, 

Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love  ; 
Through  the  heavens  his  praises  sounding. 

Filling  all  the  courts  above  : 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul !  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

4  Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory, 

Mid  the  ransomed  crowd  appear;  — 
Thine  a  joyful,  wondrous  story, 

One  that  angels  love  to  hear : 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul !  and  fly 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 


691 


HYMN  691,  C.  M. 

The,  blessed   Society  in  Heaven. 

1  TJzYISE  thee,  my  soul !  fly  up,  and  run 
J-t  Through  every  heavenly  street ; 
And  say, — there  *s  nought  below  the  sun, 

That 's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

2  There,  on  a  high  majestic  throne, 

Tli'  almighty  Father  reigns ; 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down, 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

3  Bright,  like  the  sun,  the  Saviour  sits, 

And  spreads  eternal  noon  : 
No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 


llHAXhN.  G16 

-i  Amid  those  ever-shining  skies. 
Behold  the  sacred  Dove  ! 
While,  banished  sin,  with  sorrow,  fiies 
From  all  the  realm-  of  love. 

5  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  saints  and  seraphs  sing,  and  praise. 
The  infinite  Three-One. 

6  Jesus  ! — and  when  shall  that  dea-  da^y ' 

That  joyful  hour,  appear, 
When  I  shall  leave  this  house  rf  clay, 
To  dwell  among  them  there  ! 


692 


HYMN  692,  r   M. 
Tke  everlasting  Smuf. 


p**ed  i*»y  ic  /e  too  long ; 


1  PARTH  has  engros 

-t^  'Tis  tim*.  I  lift  mine  eyes 

Upward,  clear  Father  !  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  Tliers,  the  blest  man.  my  Saviour,  sits ; — 

The  God  ! — how  bright  he  shines! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

8  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 
Circle  the  throne  around ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains, 
"With  an  immortal  sound. 

•i  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employe, — 
Jesus,  my  love,  they  sing  ! 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys. 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 

5  Now  let  me  mount,  and  join  their  song, 

And  be  an  angel  too ; 
My  heart !   my  hand!  my  ear!  my  tongue! 
Here  *s  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise;  — 
Oh  !  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 


616  HYMNS  DCXCIII,  DCXOIV. 


693 


HYMN  693,  C.  M. 

Victory  through  the  J^amb. 

1  piVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
vl  Within  the  veil,  and  see 

The  saints  above, — how  great  their  joys, — 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  I  ask  them, — whence  their  vict'ry  came  ? 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, — 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

3  They  marked  the  footsteps  he  had  trod  ; 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast ; 
And  folFwing  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given, — 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

n  ( \  a  HYMN  694,  C.  M. 

O  Jt*  The   Worship  of  Earth  and  Heaven. 

1  "PAT  HER  !  I  long.  I  faint,  to  see 
J-    The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 

I\l  leave  thine  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to«thy  seat,  my  God! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But,  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I  'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense, 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen ; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move  ; 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  th'  eternal  All. 


HEAVEN.  617 


6  Father  !  I  Long,  I  faint  to  see 
The  place  of  thine  abode; 
I  'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts  to  be 
For  ever  with  my  God. 


695 


HYMN  695,  lis. 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  T  WOULD  not  live  always ;  I  ask  not  to  stay, 
J-  Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 

way ; 
The  few  lucid  mornings,  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  followed  by  gloom,  and  beclouded  with  fear. 

2  I  would   not  live   always ;    no, — welcome  the 

tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom ; 
There,  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise, 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skie>. 

3  Who — who  would  live  always,  awav  from  his 

God;— 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode. 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  \ 

4  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


696 


HYMN  696,  C.  M. 

Tke  Martyrs  glorified. 

1  '; THESE   glorious  minds, — how  bright   they 

J-  shine! 

Whence  all  their  white  array  ? 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  seat3 
Of  everlasting  day  V 

2  From  torturing  pains  to  endless  joys, 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode  ; 
And  strangely  washed  their  raiment  white, 
in  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Their  warbling  harps,  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

52* 


697 


618  HYMNS  DCXCVII,  DCXCVIII. 

4  The  unveiled  glories  of  his  face 

Among  his  saints  reside, 
While  the  rich  treasures  of  his  grace 
See  all  their  wants  supplied, 

5  Hunger  and  thirst  for  ever  flee, 

Their  joys  for  ever  last ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  he  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise  ; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

HYMN  697,  7s. 

The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

Yl/TIAT  are  these  in  bright  array, 
» »     This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

Xew  dominion,  every  hour]'1 
These  through  fiery  trials  trod, — 

These  from  great  affliction  came  ; 
Xow  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  almighty  name, 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand. 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 
Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed; 
Them,  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs, 

Perfect  love  dispel  all  fears, 
And,  for  ever  from  their  eyes, 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tears. 

HYMN  698,  9s,  and  6s. 

Prospect  of  Heaven. 

1   pOME  away  to  the  skies, 
VJ  My  beloved !  arise. 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wert  born* 


698 


HEAVEN.  619 

On  this  festival  day. 
Come  exulting  away. 
And,  with  singing,  to  Zion  return. 

We  have  laid  np  our  love. 
With  our  treasure,  above. 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below; 

The  redeemed  of  the  Lord — 
We  remember  bis  word. 
And,  with  singing,  to  paradise  go. 

For  thy  glory  Ave  were 
First  created,  to  share 

Both  thy  nature  and  kingdom  divine; 

Now  created  again, 

That  our  souls  may  remain. 
Both  in  time  and  eternity,  thine. 

With  thanks  we  approve 

The  design  of  thy  love, 
AThieh  hath  joined  us  in  Christ's  precious  name; 

So  united  in  heart 

That  we  never  can  part — 
SVe  shall  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  Lamb. 

There,  Oh  !  there,  at  his  feet, 

We  shall  joyfully  meet. 
And  be  parted,  in  body,  no  more ; 

AVe  shall  sing  to  our  lyres, 

With  the  heavenly  choirs, 
And  our  Saviour,  in  glory,  adore. 

"  Hallelujah  I" — Ave  sing, 

To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat : 

To  the  Lamb  that  w£a  slain, 

11  Hallelujah  !" — again — 
Sing  all  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet. 


609 


1  T 


HYMN  699,  8s. 

Longing  to  be  icitk   Christ. 

0  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  tzowe  ; 
Oh  !  bear  me,  ye  cherubim  !   up, 
And  waft  me  awav  to  his  throne. 


620  HYMN  DOC. 

2  My  Saviour  !  whom  absent  I  love  ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore  ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power  ; — 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds,  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee ; 
Ah  !  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

Arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  '11  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 


700 


HYMN  700,  7s. 

The  Victory  of  the  Saints. 

1  D  ALMS  of  glory,  raiment  bright, 
J  Crowns  that  never  fade  away, 
Gird  and  deck  the  saints  in  light, — 

Priests,  and.  kings,  and  conquerors  they. 

2  Yet  the  conquerors  bring  their  palms 

To  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne  ; 
And  proclaim,  in  joyful  psalms, 
Vict'ry  through  his  cross  alone. 

3  Kings  for  harps  their  crowns  resign, 

Crying,  as  they  strike  the  chords, — 
"  Take  the  kingdom — it  is  thine,— 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords!" 

4  Round  the  altar,  priests  confess, — 

If  their  robes  are  white  as  snow, 
'Twas  their  Saviour's  righteousness, 
And  his  blood,  that  made  them  so. 

5  Who  were  these  ? — On  earth  they  dwelt, 

Sinners  once  of  Adam's  race, — 
Guilt,  and  fear,  and  suffering  felt, 
But  were  saved  by  sovereign  grace. 

6  They  were  mortal,  too,  like  us : — 

Ah  !  when  we  like  them  shall  die, 
May  our  souls,  translated  thus, 

Triumph,  reign,  and  shine  on  high ! 


701 


HEAVEN.  621 

HYMN  701,  C.  M. 

The  C\'cw  Song  before  the   Throne. 


1  Y\rIIAT  blissful  harmonies  above, 

»*     In  vocal  thunders,  swell? 
The  perfecting  of  joy  and  love, 

What  raptured  legions  tell  ? 

2  The  glorious  apostolic  band, — 

Do  they  in  triumph  sing? 
Do  prophets  from  the  holy  land 
Their  inspiration  bring? 

3  Or  from  the  noble  army  breaks 

The  deep,  adoring  strain, 
Who  avou  their  way  from  fiery  stakes 
And  were  for  conscience  slain? 

4  Is  it  the  patriarchal  race,  ^ 

That  breathe  the  sacred  song? 
Or,  to  the  heirs  of  gospel  grace, 
Do  the  full  choirs  belong? 

5  For  each,  for  all,  the  Word  is  found 

Almighty  to  atone: 
All. — all  in  shining  hosts  surround 
The  bright  celestial  throne. 

G  Peoples,  and  languages,  and  tongues 
The  choral  anthem  raise  : 
To  every  voice  and  speech  belongs 
The  work  of  heavenly  praise. 


702 


HYMN  702,  C.  M. 

Earthly  and  heavenly  Good. 


1  TTO^V  vain  a  thought  is  bliss  below! 
-!-■-  T  is  all  an  airy  dream  ; 

How  empty  are  the  joys  that  flow 
On  pleasure's  smiling  stream  ! 

2  Oh!   let  my  nobler  wishes  scar 

Beyond  these  realms  of  night ; 
In  heaven  substantial  bliss  explore, 
And  permanent  delight. 

3  Xo  fleeting  landscape  cheers  the  gaze, 

Nor  airy  form  beguiles ; 

But  everlasting  bliss  displays 

Her  unassembled  smile-. 


622  HYMN  DCCII. 

4  Adieu  to  all  below  the  skies  ! 
Celestial  Guardian !  come  ; 
On  thy  kind  wing,  my  soul  would  rise 
To  her  celestial  home. 


NOTE. 

In  accordance  with  the  instructions  of  the  General 
Assemblies  of  the  years  1857  and  1858,  the  Presbyte- 
rian Publication  Committee  have  prepared  the  following 
Supplement  to  the  Church  Psalmist. 


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SUPPLEMENT. 


«  ♦  ♦  ♦  » 


HYMNS  OF  WORSHIP. 


HYMN  703,  C.  M. 

Christ's  Presence  sought  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  A  GAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
-£*-     And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 

To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear! 

Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
We  bow  within  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
Oh !  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

3  The  clouds  which  vail  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove : 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

HYMN  704,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

Sabbath  Invocation. 

1  pREAT  God!  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
"  Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  ; 
With  joy  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn  consecrated  hours  : 
Oh  !  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

693 


624  WORSHIP. 

2  All-seeing  God !  thy  piercing  eye 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore ; 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 

And  where  thou  art  intrude  no  more : 
Oh  !  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above*, 

3  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 

And  bid  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart; 

Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine; 
Then  shall  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

<yn£  HYMN  705,  CM. 

•  "^  "We  praise  thee,  O  God." 

1  f\  GOD !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
^     That  thou  the  only  Lord 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud  ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry : 

3  0  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway! 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 

0  Lord !  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  th'  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

ynp  HYMN  706,  10s  and  lis. 

■  v/  U  The  majesty  and  goodness  of  God. 

1  /^H!  worship  the  King,  all-glorious  above ; 
^  Oh  !  gratefully  sing  his  power  and  love. 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  Oh !  tell  of  his  might,  oh !  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space! 


TOT 


708 


WORSHIP.  625 

His  chariots  of  wrath   the   deep   thunder-clouds 
form, 

And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 
It    streams    from    the    hills,    it    descends    to   the 

plains. 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rains. 

Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  the  end! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend. 

HYMN  707,  8s  and  7s. 

Ctasdess  fV  I 

1  CEASELESS  praise  be  to  the  Father, 
^     By  whose  power  and  grace  we  live: 
Who.  our  wayward  souls  to  gather. 

Did  his  Well-beloved  give. 

2  To  the  Son  be  praise  unending. 

Who,  our  ruined  souls  to  save. 
From  his  heavenly  throne  descending, 
Hasted  to  the  cross  and  grave. 

3  To  the  Holy  Spirit  render 

Grateful,  everlasting  praise, 
Who.  long  striving,  patient,  tender, 
Waits  our  souls  from  death  to  raise. 

4  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 

One  Jehovah,  we  adore; 
May  we  all  thy  peace  inherit, 
Saved  by  thee  for  evermore. 

HYMN  708,  L.  M. 

God  is  here. 

1  TO!  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 

-LJ     And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power. 
And  silent  bow  before  his  face. 

2  Lo!  God  is  here!  Him.  day  and  night. 

The  united  choirs  of  angels  sing; 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height. 

Heaven's  host*  their  noblest  praises  oring. 

oZ 


709 


626  WORSHIP. 

3  Being  of  beings !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face ; 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

HYMN  709,  C.  M. 

Joyful  Adoration. 

1  n  LORY  to  God  the  Father  be, 
^"     Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Glory  to  God  alone. 

2  My  soul  doth  magnify  the  Lord, 
My  spirit  doth  rejoice 

In  God,  my  Saviour  and  my  God; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

3  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 
Who  have  a  feast  at  home; 

My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

4  Down  from  on  high  the  blessed  Dove 
Is  come  into  my  breast; 

To  witness  God's  eternal  love; 
This  is  my  heavenly  feast. 

5  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 

Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Glory  to  God  alone. 

HYMN  710,  7s. 

Invocation  of  the  Trinity. 

1  TTOLY  Father,  hear  my  cry; 
■"■     Holy  Saviour,  bend  thine  ear; 
Holy  Spirit,  come  thou  nigh: 

Father,  Saviour,  Spirit,  hear! 

2  Father,  save  me  from  my  sin ; 
Saviour,  I  thy  mercy  crave ; 

Gracious  Spirit,  make  me  clean : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  save! 

3  Father,  let  me  taste  thy  love : 
Saviour,  fill  my  soul  with  peace ; 

Spirit,  come  my  heart  to  move : 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  bless  ! 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit — thou 
One  Jehovah,  shed  abroad 


T10 


fll 


.12 


WORSHIP.  627 

All  thy  grace  within  me  now : 
Be  my  Father  and  my  God  1 

HYMN  711,  C.  M. 

After  Sermon. 

1  A  LMIGIITY  God,  thy  word  is  cast, 
-£*•     Like  seed  into  the  ground; 

Let  now  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 

And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart. 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy: 
But  let  it  yield,  a  hundredfold, 
The  fruits  of  peace  and  joy. 

4  Oft  as  the  precious  seed  is  sown, 

Thy  quickening  grace  bestow, 
That  all,  whose  souls  the  truth  receive, 
Its  saving  power  may  know. 

HYMN  712,  7s. 
of  Evening  8a 

1  "POR  the  mercies  of  the  day, 
-L     For  this  rest  upon  our  way. 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given, 
Lord  of  earth  and  King  of  heaven. 

2  Cold  our  services  have  been, 
Mingled  every  prayer  with  sin : 
But  thou  canst  and  wilt  forgive: 
By  thy  grace  alone  we  live. 

3  While  this  thorny  path  we  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead  ; 
When  our  journey  here  is       si 
May  we  rest  with  thee  at  last. 

4  Let  these  earthly  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  our  joys  above  ; 
While  their  steps  thy  children  bend 
To  the  rest  which  knows  no  end. 


628  CHRIST. 


do 


714 


CHRIST. 


HYMN  713,  8s  and  7s. 

Christ  a  Friend. 

OXE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
"Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly — free — and  knows  no  end. 
Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  this  Jesus  died  to  have  us 

Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 
"When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Xow,  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
Oh  !  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love; 
We.  alas!  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

HYMN  714,  L.  M. 

The  Divinity  and  Humanity  of  CJirist. 

1  T^RE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretched  abroad. 
-L^     From  everlasting  was  the  "Word  : 

"With  God  he  was :  the  "Word  was  God, 
And  must  divinely  be  adored. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made, 

By  him  supported  all  things  stand : 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms, 

The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay, 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Dressed  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

4  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 

The  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 

When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone. 

5  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 

To  loarn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 


715 


716 


CHRIST.  629 

The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

HYMN  715,  8s  and  7s. 

Jesus,  God  over  All. 

1  piROWN  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 
w     Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 
With  compassion  never  ceasing, 

Comes  salvation  to  proclaim. 

2  Lo  !  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee  ; 

Thee,  our  Saviour;  thee,  our  God! 
From  thy  throne  the  beams  of  glory 
Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad. 

3  Jesus,  thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 

Thee,  our  God,  in  praise  we  own; 
Highest  honours,  never  failing, 
Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne. 

4  Xow,  ye  saints,  his  power  confessing, 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore ; 
For  his  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 

HYMN  716,  8s,  7s  and  4s. 

Glory  to  the  Lamb. 

1  C\  LORY,  glory  everlasting 

*JL  Be  to  Him  who  bore  the  cross, 
"Who  redeemed  our  souls  by  tasting 

Death,  the  death  deserved  by  us : 
Spread  his  glory, 

Who  redeemed  his  people  thus. 

2  His  is  love,  'tis  love  unbounded, 

Without  measure,  without  end; 
Human  thought  is  here  confounded, 
;Tis  too  vast  to  comprehend: 

Praise  the  Saviour ! 
Magnify  the  sinner's  friend! 

3  While  we  hear  the  wondrous  story 

Of  the  Saviour's  cross  and  shame, 
Sing  we  li  Everlasting  glory 
Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb  f* 

Saints  and  angels, 
Give  ye  glory  to  his  name. 


53* 


718 


630  CHRIST. 

71  7  HYMN  717,  CM. 

*  ■*-  *  Jesus  our  Guide. 

1  rpO  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 
■*-      If  I  depart  from  thee  ? 

My  guide  through  all  this  vale  of  woe, 
And  more  than  all  to  me. 

2  The  world  reject  thy  gentle  reign, 

And  pay  thy  death  with  scorn ; 
Oh!  they  could  plat  thy  crown  again, 
And  sharpen  every  thorn. 

3  But  I  have  felt  thy  dying  love 

Breathe  gently  through  my  heart, 
To  whisper  hope  of  joys  above — 
And  can  we  ever  part  ? 

4  Ah  !  no,  with  thee  I'll  walk  below, 

My  journey  to  the  grave: 
To  whom,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  go, 
When  only  thou  canst  save  ? 
HYMN  718,  S.  M. 

Salvation  in  Christ  alone. 

1  piOlVS  holy  law,  transgressed, 
^     Speaks  nothing  but  despair; 
Burdened  with  guilt,  with  grief  oppress<xi, 

We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 
Xor  works  which  we  have  done, 

Xor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 
In  Jesus'  precious  blood: 

;Tis  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 

And  reconciles  to  God. 

4  High  lifted  on  the  cross. 
The  spotless  victim  dies: 

This  is  salvation's  only  source, 
Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 

HYMN  719,  C.  M. 

Cleansing  in  the  blood  of  Christ. 

1  "pOREVKR  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
•*-       Close  to  thy  bleeding  side  : 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  pica, — 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 


719 


720 


i21 


CHRIST.  631 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin. 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood. 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  The  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply. 

Till  faith  to  Bight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

HYMN  720,  L.  M. 

. 

1  JESUS,  engrave  it  on  my  heart. 

*J    That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art ; 
I  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Xeedful  is  thy  most  precious  blo^d, 
To  reconcile  my  soul  to  God : 
Xeedful  is  thy  indulgent  care : 
Xeedful  thy  all-prevailing  prayer. 

3  Xeedful  thy  presence,  dearest  Lord, 
True  peace  and  comfort  to  afford ; 
Xeedful  thy  promise,  to  impart 
Fresh  life  and  vigor  to  my  heart. 

4  Xeedful  art  thou,  my  £iiide.  my  stay, 
Through  all  life's  dark  and  weary  way: 
Nor  less  in  death  thou'k  needful  be, 

To  bring  my  spirit  home  to  thee. 

5  Then  needful  still,  my  God,  my  King, 
Thy  name  eternally  I'll  sing ! 

Glory  and  praise  hie  ever  his. 
The  one  thing  needful  Jesus  is! 

HYMN  721,  8s  and  7s, 
g  in  Christ. 

1  TTAIL,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus  ! 
-*-J-     Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Tin m  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King: 
Oh.  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven! 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much?     I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace! 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin. 

Unconcerned  in  ^in  I  lay: 


632  CHRIST. 

Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 
Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way: 

Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 
My  Redeemer's  tenderness: 

Love  I  much?     I've  much  forgiven — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir  ! 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above? 
"While,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love: 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace: 
Love  I  much?     I've  much  forgiven — 


722 


I'm  a  miracle  of  grace! 

HYMN  722,  7s. 

Jesus  only. 

1  "DLESSED  Saviour,  thee  I  love, 
J-*  All  my  other  joys  above  ; 
All  my  hopes  in  thee  abide, 
Thou  my  hope,  and  nought  beside: 
Ever  let  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 

2  Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away — 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day 
Hence,  vain  shadows !  let  me  see 
Jesus,  crucified  for  me. 

3  From  beneath  that  thorny  crown 
Trickle  drops  of  cleansing  down ; 
Pardon  from  thy  pierced  hand 
Xow  I  take  while  here  I  stand: 
Only  then  I  live  to  thee 

When  thy  wounded  side  I  see. 

4  Blessed  Saviour,  thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die: 
Height  or  depth  or  creature  power 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more: 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee! 


CHRIST.  633 

yOO  HYMN  723,  C.  M. 

'  &*J  dMd  Crown. 

1  ]\|TST  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 
■^J-     And  all  the  world  go  free? 
X*'.  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  fur  me. 

2  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 

3  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 

At  Jesus'  pierced  feet, 
Joyful,  I'll  cast  my  golden  crown, 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 

4  And  palms  shall  wave,  and  harps  shall  ring, 

Beneath  heaven's  arches  high ; 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing, 
That  lives  no  more  to  die. 

5  0  precious  cross!     0  glorious  crown! 

0  resurrection  day ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 

HYMN  724,  7s. 

i  upon  Jcsi'S. 

1  TESUS.  merciful  and  mild, 
*J    Lead  me  as  a  helpless  child  : 
On  no  other  arm  but  thine 
Would  my  Aveary  soul  recline; 
Thou  art  ready  to  forgive, 
Thou  canst  bid  the  sinner  live — 
Guide  the  wanderer,  day  by  da}', 
In  the  strait  and  narrow  way. 

2  I  am  weakness,  thou  art  might ; 

I  am  darkness,  thou  art  light  : 
I  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 
Thou  canst  make  me  pure  within; 
F<>e*  that  threaten  to  devour, 
In  thy  presence  have  no  power : 
Thou  canst  bid  their  rage  be  still, 
And  my  heart  with  comfort  fill. 

3  Thou  canst  fit  me  by  thy  grace 
For  the  heavenly  dwelling-place: 


m 


634  CHRIST. 

All  thy  promises  are  sure, 
Ever  shall  thy  love  endure ; 
Then  what  more  could  I  desire, 
How  to  greater  bliss  aspire? 
All  I  need  in  thee  I  see, 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 


ixo 


726 


HYMN  725,  C.  M. 

Patience  of  Jesus. 

1  1T7HAT  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

' »       Around  thy  steps  below; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe ! 

2  For  ever  on  thy  burden'd  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung ; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  Oh !  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee. 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  726,  7s  and  6s. 

Scene  of  the  Cross. 

1  f\  SACRED  Head  once  wounded, 

*J     With  grief  and  pain  weighed  down ! 
How  scornfully  surrounded, 

With  thorns  thy  only  crown ! 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish. 

With  sore  abuse  and  scorn  ! 
How  does  that  visage  languish, 

Which  once  was  bright  as  morn ! 

2  What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suffered, 

Was  all  for  sinners7  gain : 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 
But  thine  the  deadly  pain. 


m 


728 


CHRIST.  68f 

Lo!  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour! 

'Tis  I  deserve  iky  place : 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace ! 
What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  praise  thee,  Heavenly  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Lord,  make  me  thine  forever, 

Xor  let  me  faithless  prove : 
Oh !  let  me  never,  never 

Abuse  such  dying  love. 

HYMN  727,  7s  and  6s 

Casting  all  on  Jesus. 

I  LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus. 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load. 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White,  in  his  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  Bpot  remains. 
I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus. 

All  fulness  dwells  in  him  ; 
He  healeth  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem. 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesus, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares  ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrow  shares. 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child. 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus. 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing  with  saints  his  praises, 

To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

HYMN  728,  8s. 

Joy  in  Chri-t. 

MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim  : 
And  join  with  the  armies  above. 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 


729 


636  , .II  HIST 

To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine. 

Shall  be  ray  eternal  employ, — 
To  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 
2  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away : 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 

HYMN  729,  C.  M. 
Satisfied  in  Jesus. 

1  T  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
-■-     Come  unto  me  and  rest : 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast. 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad, 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place, 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say. 
Behold,  I  freely  give 

The  living  water  :  thirsty  one, 
Stoop  down  and  drink,  and  live. 

I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 
Of  that  life-giving  stream  ; 

My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 
And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
I  am  this  dark  world's  light ; 

Look  unto  me,  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright. 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  mv  Star,  mv  Sun  ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 
Till  all  my  journey's  done. 
HYMN  730,  C.  M. 
Jesus  in  the  heart. 
1  f\  JESUS!  King  most  wonderful ! 
^     Thou  Conqueror  renowned  ! 
Thou  Sweetness  most  ineffable ! 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found. 


m 


THE  SPIRIT.  037 

*J  When  once  thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine  ; 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart : 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  0  Jesus '.   Light  of  all  below! 

Thou  Fount  of  life  and  lire! 
Surpassing  all  thejoya  we  know, 
All  that  we  can  desire. 

4  Thee  may  our  tongues  forever  bless; 

Thee  may  we  love  alone, 

And  ever  in  our  lives  express 

The  ima^e  of  thine  own. 


THE  SPIRIT. 


7qi  HYMN  731,  Ts  and  5s. 

1  TJOLY  Ghost,  the  Infinite! 

II   Shine  upon  our  nature's  night 
With  thy  blessed  inward  light, 
Comforter  Divine  ! 

2  We  are  sinful:  cleanse  us,  Lord; 
We  are  faint:  thy  strength  afford; 
Lost, — until  by  thee  restored, 

Comforter  Divine ! 
o  Like  the  dew.  thy  peace  distil ; 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still, 
Comforter  Divine  ! 

4  In  us,  for  us,  intercede, 

And,  with  voiceless  groanings,  plead 
Our  unutterable  need, 
Comforter  Divine  ! 

5  In  us  i;Abba,  Father/7  cry — 
Earnest  of  our  bliss  on  high, 
Seal  of  immortality, — 

Comforter  Divine  ! 

6  Search  for  us  the  depths  of  God : 
Bear  us  up  the  starry  road, 

T<>  the  height  of  thine  abode. 
Comforter  Divine  ! 

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638  THE    SPIRIT. 


m 


HYMN  732,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

The  Spirit  Invoked. 

pREATOR,  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 

^  The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come  visit  every  waiting  mind, 
Come  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind  ; 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  thy  temples  worthy  thee. 

0  source  of  uncreated  heat, 

The  Father's  promised  Paraclete  ! 

Thrice  holy  fount,  immortal  fire, 

Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire : 

Come,  and  thy  sacred  unction  bring, 

To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

Immortal  honors,  endless  fame, 
Attend  th?  Almighty  Father's  name ; 
The  Saviour  Son  be  glorified 
Who  for  lost  man's  redemption  died; 
And  equal  adoration  be, 
Eternal  Comforter,  to  thee ! 

HYMN  733,  7s  and  6s. 

The  Witness  of  the  Spirit  sought. 

SAVIOUR,  I  thy  word  believe, 
My  unbelief  remove : 
Xow  thy  quickening  Spirit  give, 

The  unction  from  above  : 
Show  me.  Lord,  how  good  thou  art ; 

Xow  thy  gracious  word  fulfill ; 
Send  the  witness  in  niv  heart, 
The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

Blessed  Comforter,  come  down, 

And  live  and  move  in  me ; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 

In  all  things  led  by  thee : 
Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  within  oh  deign  to  dwell ; 
Faithful  Witness,  in  my  heart 

Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 

Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 

0  Lord,  reveal  in  me  : 
Son  of  God,  I  cease  to  live, 

Unless  I  live  to  thee : 


734 


100 


THE  SPIRIT.  639 

Make  me  choose  the  better  part ; 

Oh  !  do  thou  my  pardon  seal ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart, 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

HYMN  734,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

T/ie  Comforter  desired. 

1  (XH.  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
v-J     Xor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 
But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  take  possession  of  my  breast ! 
Come,  make  my  soul  thy  loved  abode, 
0  Spirit  of  the  living  God  ! 

2  If  now  thy  influence  I  feel, 

If  now  in  thee  begin  to  live ; 
More  fully  Jesus  now  reveal, 

Of  heaven  a  larger  earnest  give : 
Come  thou,  with  light  and  power  divine, 
And  Christ,  and  all  with  Christ,  are  mine! 

3  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thou, 

My  treasure  and  my  all  thou  art ! 
True  witness  of  my  sonship,  now 

Engraving  pardon  on  my  heart, 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven ! 

HYMN  735,  C.  M. 

The  Baptism  of  Fire. 

1  f\R  !  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 
"     Might  now  begin  to  glow  ; 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 

And  make  the  mountains  flow. 

2  Oh  !  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall, 

And  all  my  sins  consume : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call ; 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

3  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart ; 

Illuminate  my  soul ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 


640  INVITING. 


INVITING. 


736 


737 


HYMN  736,  S.  M. 

The  Invitation. 

1  rTIHE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

-*•      Is  whispering,  Sinner,  come  ; 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  Come. 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  Come  ; 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh  !  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites. 

Declares,  I  quickly  come : 
Lord,  even  so  !  we  wait  thy  hour  ; 
0  blest  Redeemer,  come  ! 

HYMN  737,  S.  M. 

The  Sinner  called. 

1  "DETURN  and  come  to  God; 
J-^     Cast  all  your  sins  away ; 

Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood ; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

2  Say  not  ye  cannot  come  ; 

For  Jesus  bled  and  died, 
That  none  who  ask  in  humble  faith 
Should  ever  be  denied. 

3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come  ; 

;Tis  God  vouchsafes  to  call  • 
And  fearful  will  their  end  be  found, 
On  whom  his  wrath  shall  fall. 

4  Come  then,  whoever  will, 

Come  while  'tis  called  to-day : 
Flee  to  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood : 
Repent,  boliove.  obey. 


INVITING.  641 

lyqQ  HYMN  738,  7s. 

1  T^ROM  the  cross  uplifted  high. 

J-     Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die. 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear. 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear! — 
'•Love's  redeeming  work  is  done: 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
A\  hy  beneath  thy  burdens  groan? 

On  my  pierced  body  laid. 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid: 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son: 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed. 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam  : 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come ! 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  : 
Lo.  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirit  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day. 
Up  to  my  eternal  home: 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  PJ 
HYMN  739,  6s  and  4s. 

1  mO-DAY  the  Saviour  calls  ! 
J-      Ye  wanderers,  come  ; 

Oh  !  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 
For  refuge  fly : 

The  storm  of  vengeance  falls  ; 
Ruin  is  nigh. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 
Oh  !  listen  now  ■ 

Within  these  sacred  walls, 
To  Jesus  bow. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ! 
Yield  to  his  power: 

Oh  !  grieve  him  not  away  ! 
'Tis  mercy's  hour. 


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642  [NVITING. 


740 


741 


742 


HYMN  740,  L.  P.  M. 
The  Great  Question. 


1  ~\TO  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 

■L*     For  ■ 


For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The  inexorable  throne ! 

2  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

3  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray  ; 

Be  thou  my  Guide,  be  thou  my  Way 

To  glorious  happiness. 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart ; 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart. 

Let  me  depart  in  peace. 

HYMN  741,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

Peace  to  the  Sorrowing. 

1  T)EACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
■*-       Has  taught  each  scene  the  note  of  woe ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed 

Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load  : 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest. 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God: 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word! 
Oh !  hear,  believe,  and  bless  the  Lord. 
HYMN  742,  7s. 

Look  to  Christ. 

1  YI7EARY  sinner  !  keep  thine  eyes 

» ' »     On  th'  atoning  Sacrifice  ; 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee. 

2  Surely  Christ  thy  griefs  hath  borne: 
Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn: 
Xow  by  faith  the  Son  embrace, 
Plead  his  promise,  trust  his  grace. 


PENITENTIAL.  643 

3  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  od  him; 

Find  him  mighty  to  redeem: 
At  hie  feet  thy  harden  lay  : 

Look  thy  doubts  and  care  away. 

4  Lord,  come  thou  with  power  to  heal : 
Xow  thy  mighty  arm  reveal : 

At  thy  Feet  myself  I  lay  : 
Take,  oh,  take  my  sins  away. 


m 


744 


1 


PENITENTIAL. 


HYMN  743,  7s. 
Earnest  Supplication . 

SAVIOUK.  when,  in  dust,  to  thee 
Low  we  how  the  adoring  knee ; 
"When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  cy 
Oh,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
Suffered  once  for  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 
By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer, 
By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn, 
By  thy  wounds — the  crown  of  thorn- 
By  thy  cross — thy  pangs  and  cries, 
By  thy  perfect  sacrifice- 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 
By  thy  deep  expiring  groan, 
By  thy  sealed  Bepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumphs  o'er  the  grave, 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save, 
Mighty  God.  ascended  Lord, 
To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Saviour,  Prince,  exalted  high, 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 

HYMN  744,  S.  M. 
Stlf-KnowUdgt  sought. 


i  H  !  whither  should  I  go 
-^     Burdened,  and  sick,  a 


and  faint  ? 


644  PENITENTIAL. 

To  whoni  should  I  my  troubles  show. 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah !  why  do  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

3  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 

From  which  I  cannot  part ; — 
Which  will  not  let  my  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  ? 

4  Some  cursed  thing  unknown 

Must  surely  lurk  within  ; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 
Some  secret  bosom  sin. 

5  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  feared  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

HYMN  745,  7s  and  6s. 

Prayer  of  the  Penitent. 

1  TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
*J      Call  back  a  wandering  sheep  ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  ; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

And  to  me  thy  mercy  shown  ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me.  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 
Repentance  to  impart, 

Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 
The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 

This  I  should  have  long  ii/plored, 
For  thou  all  my  sin  hast  known ; 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 
Xor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 

Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 
Fall  from  thy  gracious  eye : 

Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
Let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  : 


T45 


746 


I  0NVERS1OM.  645 

Turn,  and  Look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

HYMN  746.  7s. 

1  milOU  who  didst  on  Calvary  bleed, 
-L  Thou  who  dost  for  sinners  plead. 
Help  me  in  my  time  of  need. 

Jesus.  Saviour,  hear  my  cry! 

2  In  my  darkness  and  my  grief, 
"With  my  heart  of  unbelief, 

I.  who  am  of  sinners  chief, 
Jesus,  lift  to  thee  mine  eye  ! 

3  Foes  without  and  fears  within, 
With  no  plea  thy  grace  to  win. 
But  that  thou  eanst  save  from  sin, 

Jesus,  to  thy  cross  I  fly ! 

4  There  on  thee  I  east  my  care. 
There  to  thee  I  raise  my  prayer, 
Jesus,  save  me  from  despair. 

Save  mo.  save  me.  or  I  die  ! 

5  When  the  storms  of  trial  lower. 
When  I  feel  temptation's  power, 
In  the  last  and  darkest  hour, 

Je<us.  Saviour,  he  thou  nigh  1 


747 


CONVERSION. 

HYMN  747,  L.  M. 

JCTST  as  I  am.  without  one  plea. 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  thee, 

0  Lamb  of  God.  I  come ! 
Just  as  I  am.  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 
Just  as  I  am.  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt. 
With  fears  within  and  wars  without, 

0  ha  nib  of  God,  I  come ! 


646  CONVERSION. 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am — thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe — 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone — 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 


748 


749 


HYMN  748,  S.  M. 

Yielding  to  God. 

1  A  ND  can  I  yet  delav 
-^     My  little  all  to  give  ? 

To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
My  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror  ! 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  oh  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine ! 

HYMN  749,  C.  P.  M. 

Christ  a  Refuge. 

1  f\  THOU  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
v  Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
Thy  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  thy  atoning  blood  : 
Thy  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
Thy  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  ronsolation  send : 


750 


CONVERSION.  64! 

By  him  some  word  of  life  impart. 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 
"Thy  Maker  is  thy  friend. " 

HYMN  750,  8s  and  7s. 

Blind  Bartimeus. 

1  "1ITERCY,  0  thou  son  of  David!" 

-LtJ.     Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed  ; 
"Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved. 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him. 

But  he  called  the  louder  still : 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him. 
"Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live  ; 
But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  \" 
Straight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Oh  !  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around : 
"Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found ! 

6  Oh  !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

JpTt  HYMN  751,  7s  and  6s. 

•^L  Christ  Chosen. 

1  T7AIX,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

I       With  all  of  creature  good ! 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood : 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

All  thy  wealth,  and  all  thy  pride ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace 

And  pleasure  without  end  : 
This  is  all  my  happiness — 
On  Jesus  to  depend. 


048  CONVERSION. 

Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 
Ever  in  his  love  abide : 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 


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753 


9  HYMN  752,  H.  M. 

Confidence  in  the  Intercessor. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
■£*-     Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears ; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears : 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands  : 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede, 

His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  My  God  is  reconciled  ; 
His  pardoning  voice  I  hear : 

He  owns  me  for  his  child — 

I  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father.  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

HYMN  753,  C.  M. 
T  ■>>  Narrow  Way. 

1  OTRAIT  is  the  way— the  door  is  strait- 
^     That  leads  to  joys  on  high: 
'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 

While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  denied, 
The  mind  and  will  renewed, 

Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  tried, 
And  vain  desires  subdued. 

3  Lord,  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm 
Fulfill  a  task  so  hard  ? 

Thy  grace  must  all  the  work  perform, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 


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HYMN  754,  7s  and  3s. 
Christ  a  Re, 
OD  of  my  salvation,  hear, 
And  help  me  to  believe  . 


—  —  — 

I  00 


1 56 


CONVERSION.  649 

Now  to  thee  do  I  draw  near, 

Thy  blessing  to  receive: 
Full  of  sin,  alas,  I  am, 

But  to  thee  for  refuge  flee ; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 

I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace; 
Pardon  I  accept,  unbought ; 

Thy  proffer  I  embra 
Needy,  guilty,  vile  I  am, 

Yet  I  know  thy  love  is  free  ; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 

I  never  will  depart ; 
At  thy  cross  will  I  abide, 

"With  humble,  trusting  heart : 
When  my  place  above  I  claim, 
This  shall  be  my  only  plea : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
HYMN  755,  L.  M. 
Prayer  of  the  Publican. 

1  "TTTITH  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 

!  "  A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry  ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free : 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 

AVith  deep  and  conscious  guilt  oppressed  ; 
Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea: 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Xor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see: 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me ! 

4  Xor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee: 
0  God.  be  merciful  to  me ! 
HYMN  756,  7s. 
Btercy forth*   ■ 
1  T\EPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
U  Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 

55 


fJoO  CHRISTIAN. 

Can  uiy  God  his  wrath  forbear — 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face- 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls — 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 

Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands: 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  feel, 
Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

4  Lord,  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament, 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


iOi 


758 


CHRISTIAN. 


HYMN  757,  L.  M. 
The  Mercy-Seat. 

1  Tj^ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows. 
J-     From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet — 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle-wings  we  suar, 
And  sense  and  sin  becloud  no  more, 

And  heaven  comes  down,  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

HYMN  758,  L.  M. 
Prayer  in  Trouble. 
1   n  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call : 
W  Afflicted,  at  thv  feet  I  fall ; 


759 


m 


CHRISTIAN.  651 

When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 

Where  should  I  lodge  my  deep  <-'>mplaint? 
"Where,  but  with  th<  ppen  door 

Invites  the  helpless  and  the  p 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee. 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner'  a  pi 
Docs  not  the  word  still  fixed  remain. 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear. 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer: 
But  a  prayer-hearing,  answering  God 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

5  Poor  though  I  am — despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God.  my  God,  forgets  me  not; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 
For  whom  the  Saviour  deigns  to  plead. 

HYMN  759,  8s  and  7s. 

1  /~VNCE,  0  Lord,  thy  garden  flourished, 
^  Every  part  looked  gay  and  green; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished, 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen ! 

2  But  a  drought  has  Bince  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

3  Some,  in  whom  we  once  delighted. 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below: 
Some,  alas  !  we  fear  are  blighted — 
tree  a  single  leaf  they  show. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither: 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again ; 
Oh !  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
HYMN  760,  C.  M. 

1    11/ HEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains. 
And  lontr  to  fly  away. 


652  CHRISTIAN. 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  suffering  paid. 

4  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end ; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

5  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith. 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 


761 


762 


HYMN  761,  C.  M. 

God  our  Friend. 

1  TTNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
U      In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 

And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend : 
For,  lo,  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey : 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more, 
But,  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

HYMN  762,  S.  M. 

Burdens  cast  on  God. 

1  TTOW  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
-5-J-  How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord. 

And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  powerful  sway 

His  saints  soeurelv  dwell  ; 


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64 


CHRISTIAN.  653 

That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Will  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind*/ 
Haste  to  your  Heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved. 

Renewed  from  day  to  day : 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

HYMN  763,  7s. 
Fkrfcct  Peace. 

1  "ORIXCE  of  Peace,  control  my  will ; 
*-     Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still : 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease : 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood. 
Opened  wide  the  gate  to  God : 
Peace  I  ask — but  peace  must  be. 
Lord,  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  : 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one  ; 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart ; 
Xow  thy  perfect  peace  impart. 

4  Saviour !  at  thy  feet  I  fall : 
Thou  my  life,  my  God.  my  all ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 
One  for  evermore  with  thee  ! 

HYMN  7G4,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 
ChrisCs  Love  all-sumcient. 


1  TESUS  !  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

*J      Xo  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare 
Oh  !  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  rei.^n  without  a  rival  there  ! 
Thine  wholly,  only,  would  I  be — 
By  love  constrained,  would  live  to  thee. 

2  Oh  :  that  I.  as  a  little  child. 

May  follow  thee,  and  never  rest, 
Till  sweeth  thou  hast  breathed  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  breast ! 
May  I  be  one,  0  Lord,  with  thee, 
And  never  parted  may  we  be. 


654  CHRISTIAN. 

3  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way : 

How  wondrous  things  that  love  hath  wrought! 
Still  lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray ; 

Direct  my  word,  inspire  my  thought  : 
And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  thy  love  is  near. 

4  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  : 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus  !  in  that  momentous  hour. 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 


765 


766 


HYMN  765,  L.  M. 

Trust  in  Trouble. 


1  ~DE  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 

-L*  To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want,  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto. 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
Xew  Eben-ezers  to  his  praise. 

HYMN  766,  L.  M. 

Thy  Wm  he.  done. 

1  1VTY  God !  my  Father !  while  I  stray, 
-L'-L  Far  from  my  home  on  life's  rough  way 

Oh !  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done  !  Thy  will  be  done  ! 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still  and  murmur  not, 

But  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
Thy  will  be  done ! 

3  If  thou  should st  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize — it  ne'er  was  mine : 


767 


768 


CHRISTIAN.  655 

I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine: 
Thy  will  be  done ! 

4  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  Bay, 

Thy  will  be  done! 

5  If  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest. 
My  God.  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest — 

Thy  will  be  done! 

HYMN  767,  6s. 

Thy  Will  be  dme. 

1  IV  XY  Jesus,  as  thon  wilt ! 

-L'-L     Oh  !  may  thy  will  be  mine  ; 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign 
Through  sorrow,  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done ! 

2  My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me ; 

Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee. 
Straight  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on. 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

HYMN  768,  10s  and  lis. 
The  Lord  uritt  provide. 

1  rnHO'  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright; 

-L    Tho'  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite  : 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us.  whatever  betide  : 
The  Scripture  assures  us.  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  Xo  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness,  we  claim  ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide. 

The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view. 
This  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through; 
Xo  fearing  nor  doubting  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  the  Lord  will  provide. 


656  CHRISTIAN. 


T69 


770 


771 


HYMN  769,  C.  M. 

Self- Denial. 

1  A  NT)  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
-£*•     My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee? 

It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go — one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends, 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair  ! 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

HYMN  770,  C.  M- 

The  Covenant  of  Mercy  our  confidence. 

1  1VTY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
■***■     Abides  forever  sure  ; 

And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus,  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; — 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  : 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant,  in  the  darkest  gloom, 

Shall  be  my  strength  and  stay ; 
Shall  cheer  my  passage  to  the  tomb, 
And  guide  to  endless  day. 


HYMN  771,  7s. 
Confidence  in  Grace. 

LESSED  fountain,  full  of  grace. 
Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  m<_, 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am  and  hope  to  be. 


XB 


CHRISTIAN.  657 

2  What  I  am,  a?  one  redeemed. 

Saved  and  rescued  by  the  Lord ; 
Hating  what  I  once  esteemed, 
L  >ving  what  I  once  abhorred. 

3  What  I  hope  to  bo  ere  long, 

When  I  take  my  place  above: 
When  I  join  the  heavenly  throng: 
When  I  see  the  God  of  love. 

4  Then,  I  hope  like  him  to  be. 

Who  redeemed  his  saints  from  sin, 
Whom  I  now  obscurely  see. 

Through  a  veil  that  stands  between. 

5  Blessed  fountain,  full  of  grace ! 

Grace  for  sinners,  grace  for  me ; 
To  this  source  alone  I  trace 
What  I  am,  and  hope  to  be. 

TO  HYMN  772,  L.  M. 

I   '  ^  CbmpleU  in  Him. 

1  /COMPLETE  in  thee,  no  work  of  mine 

^  May  take,  dear  Lord,  the  place  of  thine; 
Thy  blood  has  pardon  bought  for  me. 

And  I  am  now  complete  in  thee. 

2  Complete  in  thee — each  want  supplied, 
And  no  good  thing  to  me  denied. 
Since  thou  my  portion.  Lord,  wilt  be. 

I  ask  no  more — complete  in  thee. 

3  Complete  in  thee,  forever  blest. 

Of  all  thy  fullness.  Lord,  possessed, 
Thy  praise  throughout  eternity — 
Thy  love  I'll  sing,  complete  in  theo 

WO  HYMN  773,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

1  TESUS,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me— 

**      Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy.  my  rest, 
Hither,  when  hell  assails.  I  flee, 

And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast. 
Away,  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear- 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Though  waves  and  storms  go  e'er  my  head. 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be  gone 
Though  joys  be  withered  all  and  dead. 
And  evcrv  comfort  be  withdrawn  ; 


658  CHRISTIAN. 

Steadfast  ou  this  my  soul  relies — 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

3  Fixed  on  this  rock  will  I  remain, 

When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay; 
A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away; 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love. 


774 


HYMN  774,  8s. 
Assurance  of  Faith. 


1  A     DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
-£*-     Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing  ; 
Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 

My  person  and  offerings  to  bring : 
The  terrors  of  law  and  of  God 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete, 
His  promise  is  Yea  and  Amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet : 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  or  above 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase  ; 
Impressed  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace: 
Yes — I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

tJJK  HYMN  775,  S.  M. 

*  •  V  Rest  in  God. 

1  /^H!  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 
*J     On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 

Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  : 

Behold  the  open  door; 


111 


CHRISTIAN,  659 

Oh !  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 

And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 
There  safe  shalt  thou  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And,  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 
HYMN  776,  S.  M. 
The  Wanderer  reclaimed. 


1  T  WAS  a  wandering  sheep, 
J-     I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 

I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  would  not  be  controlled  : 

I  was  a  wayward  child, 
I  did  not  love  my  home, 

I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

;Twas  he  that  made  me  whole : 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

;Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

3  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold  ; 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam, 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  his  home. 

HYMN  777,  8s  and  7s. 

Rest  in  God,  desired. 

1  T  ABORIXG  and  heavy  laden 

-LJ     With  my  sins,  U  Lord,  I  roam, 
While  I  know  thou  hast  invited 
All  such  wanderers  to  their  home. 

2  Make  my  stubborn  spirit  willing 

To  obey  thy  gracious  voice. 
At  the  cross  to  leave  its  burden, 
And  departing  to  rejoice. 

3  Thy  sweet  yoke  I'd  take  upon  me, 

And  would  learn.  0  Lord,  of  thee  : 


,  i 


0 


6t>0  CHRISTIAN. 

Thou  art  meek  in  heart,  and  lowly. 
Teach  me  like  thyself  to  be. 

4  Rest  my  weary  soul  is  seeking 

From  its  sins  and  all  its  woes; 
In  thy  bosom  I  would  place  me, 
There  to  find  a  blest  repose. 

5  Laboring  and  heavy  laden, 

Lord,  no  longer  will  I  roam: 
Here  I  fix  my  habitation, 

In  thy  sheltering  love  at  home. 

WO  HYMN  778,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

Returning  to  God. 

GOD  !  how  often  hath  thine  ear 
To  me  in  willing  mercy  bowed ; 
While,  worshiping  thine  altar  near. 

Lowly  I  wept,  and  strongly  vowed: 
But  ah  !  the  feebleness  of  man  ! 
Have  I  not  vowed  and  wept  in  vain  ? 

2  Return,  0  Lord  of  Hosts,  return ! 

Behold  thy  servant  in  distress ; 
My  faithlessness  again  I  mourn ; 

Again  forgive  my  faithlessness, 
And  to  thine  arms  my  spirit  take, 
And  bless  me  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 

3  This  day  the  covenant  I  sign — 

The  bond  of  sure  and  promised  peace ; 
Nor  can  I  doubt  its  power  divine, 

Since  seal'd  with  Jesus'  blood  it  is : 
That  blood  I  take,  that  blood  alone, 
And  make  the  covenant  peace  mine  own. 

4  But,  that  my  faith  no  more  may  know 

Or  change,  or  interval,  or  end — 
Help  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  go ; 

And  now  as  e'er  my  voice  attend ; 
And  gladden  me  with  answers  mild, 
And  commune,  Father,  with  thy  child ! 

WO  HYMN  779,  C.  M. 

->  :,  G    I 

OH  S  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
Nor  sin  nor  fear  intrude. 


780 


CHRISTIAN.  661 

2  Lord.  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 
Anew  from  day  to  day: 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give. 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  0  Jesus !  come  and  rule  my  heart. 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

That  I  may  never  more  depart. 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  : 

And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

HYMN  780,  C.  M. 
A  C 

1  /^ill  •  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God  ! 
^     A  heart  from  sin  set  free  : 

A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  shed  for  me  : — 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  : 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  : 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within  ! 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed. 

And  full  of  love  divine  : 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good — 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above  : 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new.  best  name  of  love. 

^Ol  HYMN  781,  C.  M. 

'  ^J  Christ  our  Pattern. 

1  T  ORD.  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee, 
J-^     And  pray  to  be  forgiven. 

So  let  thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us.  through  good  report  and  ill. 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear  ; 

50 


062  CHRISTIAN. 

Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brother's  griefs  to  share. 

3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell 
As  free  and  true  as  thine. 

4  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
Oh!  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life. 
And  follow  thee  to  heaven 


782 


T83 


HYMN  782,  L.  M. 
Ask  what  thou.  wilt. 

1  A  JSTD  dost  thou  say.  "  Ask  what  thou  wilt"  ? 
■£*•     Lord,  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour : 

I  pray  to  be  released  from  guilt. 

And  freed  from  sin  and  Satan's  power. 

2  More  of  thy  presence,  Lord,  impart : 

More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear : 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed, 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength; 
Oh !  be  thy  boundless  love  revealed 

In  all  its  height  and  breadth  and  length! 

4  Grant  these  requests — I  ask  no  more, 

But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign: 
Sick,  or  in  health,  or  rich,  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well,  if  thou  art  mine. 

HYMN  783,  S.  M. 

Looking  for  Strength. 

1  TESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
*J      On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer: 

2  Give  me  a  heart  to  pray, 

To  pray  and  never  cease, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 
Or  wish  my  sufferings  less, — 

3  A  soul  inured  to  pain. 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 
The  consecrated  cross. 


784 


CHRISTIAN.  663 

4  Give  me  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  eye, 

That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near. 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly; — 

5  A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 

Forever  standing  on  its  guard. 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

6  Thus  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 

HYMN  784,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

/  icill  not  let  thee  go. 

1  /HOME,  0  thou  Traveler  unknown, 

*J     Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see; 
My  company  before  is  gone. 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  thee: 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am  : 

My  sin  and  misery  declare  : 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name; 

Look  od  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there: 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free  : 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold: 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold: 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  My  prayer  hath  power  wil  i  God;  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live  ! 
in  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thv  name  is  Lov^. 


m 


lF 


HYMN  785,  7s,  6  Lines. 
Enti re  Cb usee ra t io n . 

VTHER,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One 


664  CHRISTIAN. 

As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven . 

2  If  so  poor  a  worm  as  I 

Ma}'  to  thy  great  glory  live, 
All  my  actions  sanctify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 

3  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers  ; 

Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will, 
All  my  goods  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do  ; 
Take  my  heart — but  make  it  uew. 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  dono; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven! 

HYMN  786,  C.  M. 

Communion  with  God. 

1  TESUS,  thyself  to  us  reveal, 
*J      While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 

The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
All  time  and  toil  and  care ; 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 

My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 
'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek, 

T'attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ 
Till  I  thy  glory  see. 


786 


rs 


CHRISTIAN.  665 

Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

HYMN  787,  L.  M. 
*  Living  to  Christ 

1  TVX  Y  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 
-*-'!-     lo  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight, 

To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being,  but  for  thee — 

Its  sure  support — its  noblest  end? 
'Tis  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  friend. 

3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good, 
Xor  future  days'  nor  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  ;Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live  : 

To  Him  who  for  my  ransom  died ; 
Xor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 


188 


HYMN  788,  L.  M. 
God's  Omnipresence  a  Source  of  Joy. 

1  rpHIS  world,  0  God,  like  that  above, 

-*•    Is  bright  to  those  who  know  thy  love ; 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea, 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  with  thee. 

2  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  every  clime ; 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care, 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none : 

But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

HYMN  789,  C.  M. 
DeUght  in  God. 
1    C\   LORD.  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
"-^      And  on  thy  carp  depend : 

56* 


790 


666  CHRISTIAN. 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  tlee, 
My  best,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  Oh  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith 

To  look  within  the  vail, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
Whose  word  can  never  fail. 

4  He  who  has  made  my  heaven  secure 

Will  here  all  food  provide ; 
While  Christ  is  rich,  can  I  be  poor? 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

5  0  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more 

HYMN  790,  S.  M. 

Besting  on  God. 

1  ~|\/J~Y  spirit  on  thy  care, 
-L'-L     Blest  Saviour,  I  recline; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 

For  thou  art  love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust, 
On  thee  I  calmly  rest ; 

I  knoAv  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 
It  must  be  good  for  me : 

Secure  of  having  thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  thee. 

HYMN  791,  C.  M. 

The  Liberty  of  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  TF  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 
■*■     Xo  other  good  I  need: 
If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 

I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

2  I  cannot  rest  till  in  thy  blood 
I  full  redemption  have  : 

But  thou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God, 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 


791 


m 


793 


794 


CHRISTIAN.  661 

3  From  tin — the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain — 

Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul: 
Lor<l,  I  believe — and  not  in  vain; 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole. 

4  I.  too,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white; 

With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove 
What  is  the  length  and  breadth  and  height 
And  depth  of  perfect  love. 

HYMN  792,  C.  M. 

!<<■ ■■  conciliation  v:ith  God. 

1  STERNA!  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
■"     Display  thy  beams  divine, 
And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 

Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 

2  Light,  in  thy  light,  oh !  may  I  see, 

Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ; 
Revived,  and  cheered,  and  blest  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pardoning  love. 

3  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 

And  let  thy  happy  child 
Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciled. 

HYMN  793,  L.  M. 
All  in  God. 

1  TITHEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 

»•     That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee — 
The  fullness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  Ah!  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt? 
Thou  wilt  in  no  wise  cast  me  out — 
A  helpless  soul  that  comes  to  thee 
AVith  only  sin  and  misery. 

3  Lord,  I  am  blind — be  thou  my  sight; 
Lord,  I  am  weak — be  thou  my  might ; 
A  helper  of  the  helpless  be  ; 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 

HYMN  794,  7s  and  6s. 

Prayer  for  Spiritual  Strength. 

"VI  EAR  me.  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 
™      In  sore  temptation's  hour  : 
Save  me  with  thine  outstretched  hand. 
And  show  forth  all  thy  power: 


668  CHRISTIAN. 

Oh  !  be  mindful  of  thy  word  : 
All-sufficient  grace  bestow  : 

Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 
And  never  let  me  go. 

2  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart ; 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  timely  care  depart ; 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorred, 

Faith  resist  the  tyrant  foe ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 

From  thee,  my  Saviour,  stray ; 
Thou  art  my  support  and  rest, 

My  true  and  living  way ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

Mine  above,  and  mine  below ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 


795 


796 


HYMN  795,  L.  M. 

Search  me,  O  God. 

1  r\  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
v^     The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart:  it  pants  for  thee, 
Oh !  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  Cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought :  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear. 

No  harm,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee; 
Oh,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

HYMN  796,  C.  M. 

Pleading  for  Faith. 

1  T  OBD,  I  believe:  thy  power  I  own; 
J-J     Thv  word  I  would  obey : 


T9T 


CHRISTIAN.  669 

I  wander  comfortless  and  lone. 

When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord,  I  believe :  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak: 

My  weakness  strengthen,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes  !  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief: 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow; 
"Help  thou  mine  unbelief!" 

HYMN  797,  7s. 

How  much  I  Otoe, 

1  TT7HEX  this  passing  world  is  done, — 

*  *     When  has  sunk  yon  glorious  sun; 
When  I  stand  with  Christ  in  glory, 
Looking  o'er  life's  finished  story; 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe  ! 

2  When  I  hear  the  wicked  call 
On  the  rocks  and  hills  to  fall : 
When  I  see  them  start  and  shrink, 
On  the  fiery  deluge  brink : 

Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe  ! 

3  When  I  stand  before  the  throne, 
Clothed  in  beauty  not  my  own  : 
When  I  see  thee  as  thou  art. 
Love  thee  with  nnsinning  heart ; 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know- 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe  ! 

4  When  the  praise  of  heaven  I  hear. 
Loud  as  thunders  to  the  ear. 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise. 
Sweet  as  harp's  melodious  voice, 
Then,  Lord,  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe  ! 


670  CHRISTIAN. 


798 


799 


HYMN  798,  7s  and  6s. 

Stand  up  for  Jesus. 

1  O  TAXD  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 
^     Ye  soldiers  of  the  Cross  ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss: 
"Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him," 

Against  unnumbered  foes  ; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

2  Stand  up  !  stand  up  for  Jesus  ! 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you — 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

And,  watching  unto  prayer, 
Where  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there ! 

3  Stand  up!  stand  up  for  Jesus! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long ; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song : 
To  him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally ! 

HYMN  799,  lis. 

The  Lord  our  Leader. 

1  FT1IIOUGH  faint,  yet  pursuing,  we  go  on  our 
-*-  way ; 

The  Lord  is  our  leader,  his  word  is  our  stay ; 
Though  suffering,  and  sorrow,  and  trial  be  near, 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge,  and  whom  can  we  fear? 

2  He  raiseth  the  fallen,  he  cheereth  the  faint; 
The  weak  and  oppressed — he  will  hear  their 

complaint : 
The  way  may  be  weary,  and  thorny  the  road, 
But  how  can  we  falter?  our  help  is  in  God ! 

3  Though  clouds  may  surround  us,  our  God  is 

our  light ; 
Though  storms  rage  around  us,  our  God  is  our 

might ; 
So  faint,  yet  pursuing,  still  onward  we  come ; 
The  Lord  is  our  leader,  and  heaven  is  our  home. 


800 


801 


CHRISTIAN.  671 

HYMN  800,  Ts  and  6s. 
mad  Trial:. 


1  C\Bl\  when  Bhall  1  Bee  Jesus, 
yJ     And  reign  with  him  above; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love? 

When  Bhall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

2  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

nquer  though  I 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  : 
Then,  O  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And,  on,  your  way  pursue. 

3  Whene'er  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  in  your  way, 
Ob  !  cast  your  care  on  Jesus. 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love : 
Then,  when  the  combat's  ended, 
He'll  carry  you  above. 

HYMN  801,  S.  M. 
The  Fa   -fidencour 

1  f^  IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
^"     Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

G   d  hears  thy  sighs,  and  cunts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  thy  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  oil  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
And  every  care  begone. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not : 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
Proclaim  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 


t)72  CHRISTIAN. 

5  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 
To  choose  and  to  command : 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,  own  his  way 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand. 


802 


803 


HYMN  802,  L.  M. 

Social  Dedication  to  God. 

1  TESUS,  our  best-beloved  friend, 

*J      Draw  out  our  souls  in  sweet  desire ; 
Jesus,  in  love  to  us  descend, 

Baptize  us  with  thy  Spirit's  fire. 

2  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign, 

To  fear  and  follow  thy  commands  ; 
Oh  !  take  our  hearts,  our  hearts  are  thine, 
Accept  the  service  of  our  hands. 

3  Firm,  faithful,  watching  unto  prayer, 

Our  Master's  voice  will  we  obey, 

Toil  in  the  vineyard  here,  and  bear 

The  heat  and  burden  of  the  day. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  for  us  a  resting-place, 

In  heaven,  at  thy  right  hand,  prepare ; 
And  till  we  see  thee  face  to  face, 
Be  all  our  conversation  there. 

HYMN  803,  C.  M. 

Fellowship  in  Christ. 

1  TESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
*J      And  each  to  each  endeared, 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 

And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  In  fellowship  of  sacred  love 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree ; 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up ; 

Our  graces,  Lord,  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  To  thee,  inseparably  joined, 

Lst  all  our  spirits  cleave: 


804 


CHRISTIAN.  678 

Oh!  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  thee  receive. 

HYMN  804,  L.  M. 

1  p<  0.  labor  on,  spend,  and  be  spent — 
^J"     Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will: 

It  is  the  way  the  Master  went. 

Should  not  his  followers  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Toil  on.  faint  not.  keep  watch,  and  pray: 

Be  wise  the  erring  sonl  to  win  : 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway. 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in. 

3  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice  : 

For  toil  comes  rest — for  exile,  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 
The  midnight  call.  Behold  !  I  come. 


805 


HYMN  805,  S.  M. 
Bute. 

AKE  haste,  0  man.  to  live. 
For  thou  so  soon  must  die  : 
Time  hurries  past  thee  like  the  breeze, 
How  swift  its  moments  nv  ! 


lM 


806 


2  To  breathe,  and  wake,  and  sleep. 

To  smile,  to  sigh,  to  grieve. 
To  move  in  idleness  through  earth, 
This,  this  is  not  to  live. 

3  Make  haste.  O  man.  to  do 

Whatever  must  be  done  : 
Thou  hast  no  time  to  lose  in  sloth ; 
Thy  day  will  soon  be  gone. 

4  Up.  then,  with  speed,  and  work  : 

Fling  ease  and  self  away. 
This  is  no  time  for  thee  to  sleep. 
Up.  watch,  and  work,  and  pray. 

HYMN  806,  S.  M. 

1  OOAV  in  the  morn  the  seed. 

^-     At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  : 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 

Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  knowest  not  which  may  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown  ; 


674  THE   LORD'S   SUPPER 

Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4  Then,  when  thy  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  Cod,  is  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 

And  heaven  shout,  "Harvest  home  !" 

OAy  HYMN  807,  CM. 

^^  •  Approaching Jhe  Table.. 

1  TESUS,  at  whose  supreme  command 
*J   -  We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 

Thy  vesture  dipped  in  blood. 

2  Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 

We  break  the  hallowed  bread, 
Commemorate  our  dying  Lord, 
And  trust  on  thee  to  feed. 

3  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyself  reveal, 

And  make  thy  nature  known : 
Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 
And  stamp  us  for  thine  own. 

4  The  cup  of  blessing,  blest  by  thee, 

Let  it  thy  blood  impart ; 
The  broken  bread  thy  body  be, 
To  cheer  each  languid  heart. 

OAO  HYMN  808,  8s  and  7s. 

OV/O  Before  Communion. 

1  T17HILE  in  sweet  communion  feeding 

^»       On  this  earthly  bread  and  wine, 
Saviour,  may  we  see  thee  bleeding 

On  the  cross,  to  make  us  thine ! 
Now,  our  eyes  forever  closing 

To  this  fleeting  world  below, 
On  thy  gentle  breast  reposing, 

Teach  us,  Lord,  thy  grace  to  know. 

2  Though  unseen,  now  be  thou  near  us, 

With  the  still  small  voice  of  love ; 
Whispering  words  of  peace  to  cheer  us, 
Everv  doubt  and  fear  remove : 


809 


810 


811 


CHILDHOOD.  675 

Bring  before  us  all  the  story 

Of  thy  life  and  death  of  woe ; 
And,  with  hopes  of  endless  glory, 

AVean  our  hearts  from  all  below. 

HYMN  809,  8s  and  7s. 
TJlk  Heavenly  Banquet, 

1  TESUS  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us, 

*J      Cheers  our  famished  souls  with  food; 
He  the  banquet  spreads  before  us 
Of  his  mystic  flesh  and  blood. 

2  Precious  banquet,  bread  of  heaven, 

Wine  of  gladness,  flowing  free ; 
May  we  taste  it,  kindly  given, 
In  remembrance,  Lord,  of  thee ! 

HYMN  810,  8s  and  7s. 
heaving  the  Lord's  TalU. 

1  Tj^ROM  the  table  now  retiring, 

-*-'      Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head ! 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
•Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day. 

4  Praise  and  honor  to  the  Father, 

Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 
Ever  Three  and  ever  One. 

HYMN  811.  C.  M. 
Or  ■  -  in  Childhood. 

1  "DY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 

J-*     How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  And  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  ^weet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  Gor]. 


812 


676  YOUTH. 

3  0  thou  whose  infancy  was  found 

With  heavenly  rays  to  shine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 
Were"  all  alike  divine  ; 

4  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  and  in  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thy  own. 

HYMN  812,  8s  and  7s. 
Remember  now  thy  Creator. 

XTOW  remember  thy  Creator, 

-L^      While  the  heart  with  hope  beats  high ; 

Ere  the  evil  days  approaching. 

Swift  the  joyless  years  draw  nigh. 
To  the  voice  of  mercy  hearken, 

While  thy  morning  sun  doth  shine ; 
Ere  thy  skies  with  shadows  darken, 

Heed  the  call  of  love  divine. 

Ere  the  silver  cord  shall  sever, 

Or  be  crushed  the  golden  bowl — 
Ere  shall  pass  away  forever 

Times  of  mercy  for  thy  soul — 
Xow  remember  thy  Creator  ; 

Pray  for  his  forgiving  love, 
And  through  Christ,  the  blessed  Saviour, 

Seek  the  holy  rest  above. 

HYMN  813,  lis  and  10s. 
Invitation  to  the  Young. 

1  /HOME,  youthful  wanderers,  haste  to  the  Saviour, 
^     Come  ye  to  Jesus,  draw  near  to  his  side  ; 
Kneel  at  his  mercy-seat,  sue  for  his  favor, 

Lambs  of  his  bosom,  for  whom  he  hath  died. 

2  Hear  his  inviting  voice,  come  in  life's  morning, 
Give  up  your  souls  to  the  Guide  of  your  youth : 

How  fair  is  grace  the  young  bosom  adorning! 
What  robe  so  pare  as  the  raiment  of  truth? 

3  Can  you  find  pleasure  in  pathways  unholy  ? 
Hope  ye  fur  wisdom  in  wandering  from  God  ? 

Sorrow  and  shame  wait  the  votaries  of  folly : 
Earth  has  no  comfort  not  found  in  His  blood. 

4  Has  he  not  died  for  you  ?  look  unto  Calvary  ; 
Thr-rf'  see  the  tokens  of  sorrow  and  Iovp  : 


813 


'814 


8L: 


REVIVAL.  877 

Lives  he  not  now  for  you?  Jesus  the  Saviour 
Rose  and  ascended  to  crown  you  above. 

HYMN  814,  6s  and  4s. 
••</  1 ,  i  • 

1  ri  OD  bless  our  native  land  ! 
W  Firm  may  she  ever  stand, 

Through  storm  and  night; 
"When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies ; 

On  him  we  wait : 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry. 

God  save  the  State  ! 

HYMN  815,  7s. 

J  i  v:ork  of  GrtfJ.  increasing. 

1  O  AAV  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 
^     Little  as  the  human  hand? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land. 

2  Lo,  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above : 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 
All  the  blessings  of  his  love. 

3  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  the  day ; 
Xow  the  word  doth  swiftly  run, 
Xow  it  wins  its  widening  way. 

4  More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail ; 
Sin's  strongholds  it  now  overthrows, 
Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

5  Sons  of  God!  your  Saviour  praise; 

He  the  door  hath  opened  wide ; 
He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace ; 
Jesus'  word  is  glorified. 


57* 


678  SPKEAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 


816 


817 


HYMN  816,  L.  M. 

Prayer  for  Laborers. 

1  T  ORD  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear, 
-^     For  Zion's  heritage  appear ; 

Oh !  send  forth  laborers  filled  with  zeal, 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Our  lifted  eyes,  0  Lord,  behold 

The  ripening  harvest  tinged  with  gold  ; 
Wide  fields  are  opening  to  our  view ; 
The  work  is  great,  the  laborers  few. 

0  Under  the  guidance  of  thy  hand, 
May  Zion's  sons  to  every  land 
Go  forth,  to  bless  the»dying  race, 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

4  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardor  glow, 
The  Saviour's  dying  love  to  show, 
And  spread  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found. 

HYMN  817,  7s  and  6s. 

Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  rpiIE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
-*-      The  darkness  disappears  ; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay : 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  roach  their  home ; 


818 


819 


DEATH  AND  EEAVBN.  679 

Slav  Dot  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  The  Lord  is  ■-•"me! 

HYMN  818,  L.  M. 

1  \  SLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep. 

-£*-   From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep! 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  rep  -  . 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Oh !  how  sweet, 
T<>  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing. 

That  death  has  lost  his  venomed  sting, 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ! 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Oh  !  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie. 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

HYMN  819,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

1  T  EADER  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 
■L*     Of  all  that  travel  to  the  sky. 
Come,  and  with  us.  e'en  us.  abide. 

Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  spirits  stay, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below. 

This  earth,  we  know,  is  nut  our  place  ; 
But  hasten  through  the  vale  of  woe. 

And.  restless  to  behold  thy  face. 
Swift  to  our  heavenly  country  move, 
Our  everlasting  home  above. 

3  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run. 

This  weary  world  we  cast  behind ; 
From  strength  to  strength  we  travel  on, 

The  Xew  Jerusalem  to  find  : 
Our  labor  this,  our  only  aim. 
To  find  the  Xew  Jerusalem. 

4  Through  thee,  who  all  our  Bins  hast  borne, 

Freely  and  Graciously  forgiven, 


680  HEAVEN. 

With  songs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heaven, — 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King : 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  sing. 


820 


821 


HYMN  820,  L.  M. 

SVo  Abiding  City  here. 

1  "  TTTE'YE  no  abiding  city  here" — 

' »       We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight : 
Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

2  "We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

3  "We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do  ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear ; 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

4  0  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love. 

Where  pilgrims,  freed  from  toil,  are  bless'd ! 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  flee  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

HYMN  821,  L.  M. 

With  Christ  in  Heaven. 

IAS  when  the  weary  traveler  gains 
-£*•     The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill, 
His  heart  revives,  if  o'er  the  plains 

He  sees  his  home,  though  distant  still, — 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views, 

By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  "•  'Tis  there,"  he  says,  "I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus  in  the  realms  of  day  ; 
Then  shall  I  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away." 

4  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends 

To  lead  us  on  to  thy  abode, 
Assured  our  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  <^>n  the  road. 


822 


HEAVEN.  681 

HYMN  822,  C.  M. 

1  A  XDlet  this  feeble  body  fail, 

-£*-     And  let  it  droop  and  die  ; 

My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 
And  soar  to  worlds  on  high. 

2  Oh  !  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 

Before  my  ravished  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  Paradise. 

3  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  reap  the  pleasures  there  : 
They  all  are  robed  in  purest  white, 
And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 

4  Oh  !  what  are  all  my  Bufferings  here. 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  to  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 

5  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 
I  come  to  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eternal  dav. 


823 


HYMN  823,  8s  and  7s. 

Y  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by. 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 

"Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 


XM 


2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear 

Our  heavenly  home  discerning ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  lie  burning. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest. 

Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 

Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever  : 
Our  king  says  come,  and  there's  our  home. 
Forever,  oh  !  forever  ! 


682  HEAVEN. 

CHORUS. 

For  oh !  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over, 

And,  just  before,  lthe  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 


824 


825 


HYMN  824,  6s  and  4s. 

Heaven  is  my  Home. 

1  T'M  but  a  stranger  here, 
-*•  Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand 
Round  me  on  every  hand. 
Heaven  is  my  Father-land, 

Heaven  is  1113^  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
And  time's  wild,  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  be  overpast, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  Therefore  I  murmur  not, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Whatever  my  earthly  lot, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
And  I  shall  surely  stand 
There  at  my  Lord's  right  hand : 
Heaven  is  my  Father-land,. 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

HYMN  825,  S.  M. 

Forever  with  the  Lord. 

1  "  T^OREVER  with  the  Lord  I" 

-*-      Amen  !  so  let  it  be : 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word ; 
;Tis  immortality  ! 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul !  how  near, 


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HEAVEN.  633 

At  times,  to  faith's  tar-seeing  eve, 

Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

4  "Forever  trith  the  Lord  V 

Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word, 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

5  So.  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death. 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

6  That  resurrection  word! 

That  shout  of  victory ! 
Once  more — "Forever  with  the  Lord!" 
Amen  !  so  let  it  be  ! 

HYMN  826,  8s  and  7s. 

^ings  for  Heaven. 

1  rpiME,  thou  speedest  on  but  slowly. 
J-  Hours,  how  tardy  is  your  pace  ! 
Ere  with  Him  the  high  and  holy 

I  hold  converse  face  to  face. 

2  Here  is  nought  but  care  and  mourning : 

Comes  a  joy,  it  will  not  stay  ; 
Fairly  shines  the  sun  at  dawning, 
Night  will  soon  o'ercloud  the  day. 

3  Onward  then  !  not  long  I  wander 

Ere  my  Saviour  comes  for  me. 
And  with  him  abiding  yonder. 
All  his  glory  I  shall  see. 

4  Oh  !  the  music  and  the  singing 

Of  the  host  redeemed  by  love ! 
Oh  !  the  hallelujahs  ringing 

Through  the  halls  of  light  above ! 


084  PSALMS. 

PSALMS. 


PSALM  XXIII.  C.  M. 

1  rpHE  Lord's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want ; 
-*-      He  makes  me  down  to  lie 

In  pastures  green  :  he  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  he  cloth  restore  again, 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
E'en  for  his  own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill ; 
For  thou  art  with  me,  and  thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  My  table  thou  hast  furnished 

In  presence  of  my  foes ; 
My  head  thou  dost  with  oil  anoint, 
And  my  cup  overflows. 

5  Goodness  and  mercy  all  my  life 

Shall  surely  follow  me  ; 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

PSALM  XLIII.  C.  M. 

1  r^H!  send  thy  light  forth,  and  thy  truth ; 
"  *     Let  them  be  guides  to  me ; 

And  bring  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
E'en  where  thy  dwellings  be. 

2  Then  will  I  to  God's  altar  go, 

To  God,  my  chiefest  joy ; 
Yea,  God,  my  God,  thy  name  to  praise, 
My  harp  I  will  employ. 

3  Why  art  thou  then  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

What  should  discourage  thee  ? 
And  why  with  vexing  thoughts  art  thou 
Disquieted  in  me  ? 

4  Still  trust  in  God  ;  for  him  to  praise 

Good  cause  I  yet  shall  have  ; 
He  of  my  countenance  is  the  health, 
Mv  God  that  doth  me  save. 


LMS.  685 

829  PSALM  C.     L.  M. 

1  \  LL  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 

-£*-     Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice, 
Him  serve  with  mirth,  his  praise  forth  tell. 

I  rejoice. 

2  Enow  that  the  L 

Without  our  aid  he  did  ua  make: 
We  are  his  ::  >ck ;  he  doth  ns  . 

And  for  hia  sheep  he  doth  ua  take. 

3  Oh  !  enter,  then,  his  gates  with  praise, 

aeh  with  joy  hia  court.-  unto  ; 
Praise,  laud,  and  bless  his  name  always, 
I 

4  For  why?  the  Lord  our  God  is  2 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure ; 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood. 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 

830  PSALM  CXVI.  C.  M. 

1  T  LOVE  the  ause  my  voice 
-L     And  prayers  he  did  hear; 

I.  while  I  live,  will  call  on  him, 
Who  bowed  to  me  his  ear. 

2  Of  death  tfa  rrowa  did 

About  me  compass  round ; 
The  pain-  of  hell  took  hold  on  me, 
I  grief  and  trouble  found. 

3  Upon  the  name  of  God  the  Lord, 

Then  did  I  call,  and  say, 
Deliver  thou  m  L  >rd, 

I  do  thee  humbly  pray. 

4  God  merciful  and  righteous  is. 

Yea.  gn  ur  Lord: 

God  saves  the  meek :  I  was  brought  low; 
He  did  me  help  afford. 

5  I'll  of  salvation  take  the  cup, 

On  God's  name  will  I  call: 
I'll  pay  my  vows  now  to  the  Lord, 

Before  I  :  all. 

G  Within  the  court  Vs  own  house  : 

Within  the  midst  of  thee 
0  rusalem, 

Praise  to  the  Lord  2 

58 


686  DISMISSIONS. 


8 


DISMISSIONS. 


831 


832 


HYMN  331,  L.  M. 

1  T\ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord! 
U     Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  vre  are  guilty,  thou  art  good, — 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

HYMN  832,  8s,  7s,  and  4s. 

1  T  OBD  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 
J-^     Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace : 

Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 

Oh  !  refresh  us — 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

Let  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away 

Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  to  leave  this  cumbrous  clay, 

May  we  ever 
Reijrn  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

33  HYMN  833,  8s  and  7s. 

1  TI/TAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
•i^-L     And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 

Kest  upon  us  from  above. 
Let  us  thus  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Jovs  which  earth  eannot  afford. 


834 


DOXOLOGIES.  687 

HYMN  834,  8s,  7s,  and  4e. 

1  PIOD  of  our  salvation,  hear  us, 
^     Bless,  0  bless  us,  ere  we  go ; 

When  we  join  the  world,  be  near  us, 
Lest  thy  people  careless  grow; 

Saviour,  keep  us, 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  foe. 

2  AVhile  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee; 
Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  wearv  be, 

"  Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds  in  heaven  we  see. 


DOXOLOGIES. 


835  HYMN  835,  L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


HYMN  836,  L.  M. 

TO  God,  the  Father,— God,  theSon,— 
And  God,  the  Spirit, — three  in  one, — 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

837  HYMN  837,  L.  M. 

1  T)LESSIXG  and  honor,  praise  and  love, 
■*-*     Co-equal,  Co-eternal  Three  ! 

In  earth  below,  in  heaven  above. 
By  all  thy  works,  be  paid  to  thee. 

2  Thrice  Holy  !  thine  the  kingdom  is  ; 

The  power  omnipotent  is  thine; 
And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 


688  DOXOLOGIES. 

838  HYMN  838,  L.  M.  6  Lines. 

TMMORTAL  honor,  endless  fame, 

J-  Ascribe  to  God  the  Father's  name: 

Let  God  the  Son  be  glorified, 

Who  for  lost  man's  redemption  died; 

And  equal  adoration  be 

0  God  the  Spirit,  paid  to  thee. 


HYMN  839,  L.  M.  8  Lines. 

ETERNAL  Father!  throned  above, 
Thou  fountain  of  redeeming  love ; 
Eternal  Word  !  who  left  thy  throne 
For  man's  rebellion  to  atone  ; 
Eternal  Spirit,  who  dost  give 
That  grace  whereby  our  spirits  live : 
Thou  God  of  our  salvation,  be 
Eternal  praises  paid  to  thee! 

840  HYMN  840,  C.  M. 

LET  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  be  adored, 
"Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

HYMN  841,  C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God,  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

HYMN  842,  C.  M, 

IX  hope  to  join  the  angelic  host 
And  all  the  ransomed  throng, 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
We  raise  the  grateful  song. 

3  HYMN  843,  C.  M.  8  Lines. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  adored. 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word 

And  new-creating  breath ; 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit  all-divine, — 
The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one, — 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 


841 


842 


84 


DOXOLOGIES  689 

844  KlMN  844.  S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne  ! 
And  saints  that  dwell  below  ! 
Worship  the  Fath<  he  Son, 

And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

845  HYMN  845,  7s. 

SIXG  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host ! 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

846  HYMN  846,  7s,  6  Lines. 

BLESSIXG,  honor,  glory,  might, 
And  dominion  infinite, 
To  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 
To  the  Spirit  and  the  "Word : 
As  it  was  all  worlds  before, 
Is,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

847  HYMN  847,  8s  and  7s. 

GLORY,  honor,  praise,  and  power 
To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid ; 
Let  new  blessings,  every  hour. 
Rest  on  his  adored  head. 


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848  HYMN  848,  8s  and  7s. 
)RAISE  the  God  of  all  creation: 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love : 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation, 

Priest  and  King  enthroned  above : 
Praise  the  Fountain  of  salvation, 

Him  by  whom  our  Spirits  live : 
Undivided  adoration 

To  the  one  Jehovah,  give. 

849  HYMN  849,  8s,  7s,  and  4s. 
j_REAT  Jehovah  !  we  adore  thee, 

God,  the  Father,  God,  the  Son, 
God,  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  ; 

Endles 
To  Jehovah.  Three  in  One. 


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690  DOXOLOGIES. 


850 


851 


HYMN  850,  L.  C.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  church  below ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 
From  whom  all  comforts  now. 


HYMN  851,  L.  P.  M. 

"1VTOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
-L*    The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given, 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven 

852  HYMN  852,  H.  M. 

10  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Your  highest  honors  raise  ; 
Glory  to  God,  the  Son, — 
To  God,  the  Spirit,  praise : 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King ! 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


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HYMN  853,  7s  and  6s.     (Iambic) 

WE'LL  praise  thy  name  forever, — 
Thou  glorious  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 

Each  ransomed  spirit  sings : 
We'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

854  HYMN  854,  7s  and  6s.     (Trochaic.) 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  whom  we  adore, 
Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore : 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three. 
Holy,  hoi}',  holy  Lord, 
All  glory  be  to  thee ! 


DOXOLOGIES.  (391 


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856 


HYMN  855,  5s  and  6s. 

BY  angels  in  heaven 
Of  every  degree, 

And  saints  upon  earth, 
All  praise  be  addressed 

To  God  in  three  Persons, — 

One  God  ever-blessed: 
As  hath  been,  and  now  is, 

And  always  shall  be. 

HYMN  856,  6s  and  4s. 

TO  God — the  Father.  Son, 
And  Spirit — Three  in  One, 
All  praise  be  given  ! 
Crown  him.  in  every  song  ; 
To  him  your  hearts  belong ; 
Let  all  his  praise  prolong — 
On  earth,  in  heaven. 

857  HYMN  857,  10s  And  lis 

ALL  glory  to  God.  the  Father  and  Son, 
And  Spirit  of  grace,  the  great  Three  in  One : 
Let  highest  ascriptions  forever  be  given 
By  all  the  creation  in  earth  and  in  heaven. 

85 S  HYMN  858,  lis. 

0  FATHER  Almighty,  to  thee  be  addressed. 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  blest, 
All  glory  and  worship,  from  earth  and  from  heaven, 
As  was.  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  aaven ! 


F  J  li  S I   L  L\  E  S   0  F   PS  A  L  MS   A  N 1)   11 1  H  S  S. 


P.\  G  E 

these  heavens'  created  rounds lVc?t>     74 

A  broken  heart,  my  God  !  my  King  ! Watts     98 

ling  to  thy  gracious  word. ... 

A  chauge  to  keep  I  have C   IfiesA  .■/  407 

:  the  day  returns  of  holy  res: Wm.  Mason  516 

the  h'-rd  of  lite  and  lUrht Mrs.  Barbauld  510 

Aii :  how  shall  fallen  man  . .'. Watts  390 

Ah  :  wretched,  vile,  ongratefo]  heart ! Mrs  >/< 

and  did  my  Saviour  bleed Watt 

Mrs.  Sto  t  It  456 

All  hail  the  |  jus'  name Pcrronci  356 

All  hail,  incarnate  God ! Scot!  543 

A!!  ye  who  love  the  L<>rd  !  rejoice Watt 

All  ye  nations !  praise  the  L<>rd 

Almighty  Father  :  gracious  Lord ! Vrs.  v' 

Almighty  God  !  in  humble  prayer Uontgomt 

i: " Watts  265 

- ;  ,;*y  Ruler  of  the  skies  : Watts    24 

-  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows Bnrluic  233 

Amaz  >w  sweet  the  sound N'ewton  477 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cr<>« Ji'atts  474 

Amid  thy  wrath,  remember  love 

Among  fh"  assemblies  of  the  great Watts  13i 

Among  the  princes,  earthly  gods Watt 

And  are  we  wretches  ye:  alive  3 Waits  455 

And  art  thou,  gracious  Bias  Kelly  358 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  bo  high. Mrs.  SteeU  453 

And  canst  thou,  sinner  !  Blight H 

And  must  this  body  die Wati 

And  now  another  week  begins Kelly  514 

And  win  the  God  of  grace Watts  132 

And  will  the  Judtre  descend JjcJ.lr^  g 

And  will  the  Lord  :nd Mrs.  Steele  401 

Dg <r 

i  the  realms  of  glory Montgonu 

ly  Bung Hu  '-.<<  297 

-  I  roll  the  ri!ck  away Gibbons  'M^ 

er  day  has  passed  along Edmeston  518 

lays'  wr.rk  is  done f.  \ 

Approach,  my  soul :  the  m  V  wton  410 

Are  all  the  1'xs  of  Zion  fools . . JVatts  1  < m) 

Arise,  great  God  !  and  let  thy  grace Mrrrick  130 

Arise,  my  gracious  God  ! JVatts    36 

Ari.-e,  my  soul '.  my  joyful  powers Ji'atts  430 

Arise,  my  tenderest  thoughts !  ari?e I/oddridge  488 

Arise,  O  King  of  grace  !  arise ..Watts  2:23 

Arise,  ye  pe  ]  le  !  and  adore Merrick    93 

Arm  of  the  Lord!  awake,  awake ikrubso      544 


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Around  the  Saviours  lofty  throne Kelly  324 

Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King ! Beddaau  545 

As  pants  trie  hart  tor  cooling  streams 'fate  and  Brady    83 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command Co/Iyer  530 

Astonished  and  distressed Toplady  391 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord! Wat 

Author  of  good !  to  thee  we  turn Merrick  483 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song Hammond  353 

Aw;  ke,  awake  the  sacred  song Mr 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound Ockum  413 

Awake,  my  drowsy  soul ! Mrs.  Stt  >  t  556 

Awake,  my  hear; !  arise,  my  tongue ! Watts  431 

Awake,  my  soul !  and  with  the  sun Kenn     21 

Awake,  my  soul !  in  joyful  lays Medley  330 

Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve Doddridge  432 

Awake,  my  soul !  to  sound  his  praise Barlow  179 

Awake,  my  tongue !  thy  tribute  bring Ycedh 

Awake,  our  souls  !  away  our  fears Watts  432 

Awake,  ye  saints  !  and  raise  your  eyes Doddridge  574 

Awake,  ye  saints !  awake " Cottcrill  511 

Awake,  ye  saints !  to  praise  your  King Watts  227 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne Watts  1G4 

Begin,  my  soul !  th'  exalted  lay Ogilvie  249 

Begin,  my  tongue !  some  heavenly  theme Watts  2^o 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door Gregg  399 

Behold  I  how  good  and  sweet Hatfield  225 

Behold  !  the  day  is  come Bcddome  601 

Behold  !  the  blessed  Redeemer  comes Watts     80 

Behold !  the  blind  their  sight  receive Watts  313 

Behold  !  th'  expected  time  draws  near Voke  552 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb Watts  312 

Behold  the  grace  appear Watts  291 

Behold  !  the  lofty  sky Watts    42 

Behold  !  the  morning  sun Watts    42 

Behold  the  throne  of  grace Yewton  486 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind S.   Wesley  339 

Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone Watts  193 

Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord Watts  200 

Behold  !  where,  in  a  mortal  form Enfield  328 

Behold !  what  wondrous  grace Watts  461 

Behold !  what  condescending  love ; ljoddridgc  495 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head Hebt  r  589 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth  ! Montgomery  166 

Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea Conder  237 

Beyond  the' glittering,  starry  skie3 D.  Turner  326 

Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow S.  F.  Smith  339 

Bless,  O  Lord  !  the  opening  year Covg.  H.  Book  569 

Bless,  O  my  soul !  the  living  God Watts  170 

Blesa  ye  the  Lord  with  solemn  rite Montgomery  226 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God Humphreys  460 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see Waits  435 

Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  can  move Wati 

Blest  are  the  son-  of  peace Watts  224 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know .  Watts   143 

Blest  are  the  undefiled  in  heart Watts  195 

Ble.-t  be  the  everlasting  God Watts  461 

Blest  be  the  Father  and  his  love Watts  376 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds Fawcett  436 

Blest  Comforter  divine  ! Clelaitd's  Hymns  368 

Blest  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest Watts    66 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place Wcttt     14 


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I'AUt 

is  Ihe  man  whose  heari  doth  move 

[a  the  man  whose  sol  Hr.*.  Barbauld  438 

-  the  nation  whore  the  Lord Watt*     (\8 

morning!  we   -  -  ys 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet !  blow C. 

Bom.  .  rd !  be  thine •  B 

Bread  on  thee  I  iced 

King  of  glory,  dreadful  God! Watts  3*21 

est  and  best  oi  the  sons  of  the  morning 

Hriu'ht  source  of  everlasting  love! Boden  430 

I  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death 

Buried  In s  -lit Watts  30d 

CallJehovuh  t!>;.  salvation y  149 

a  of  thine  exalted  host 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord R.  HilCs  CoL  J  03 

.  ye  mourners  !  cease  to  languish Co  'Iyer  575 

Children  !  hear  the  melting  story i\  Hast  ngs  403 

Children,  in  years  and  knowledge  young Waits    70 

Children  !  listen  to  the  Lord '/'.  Hasting*  -k^i 

Children  of  the  heavenly  Ring  1 Cennick  433 

Christ  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme Watts  300 

Christ,  of  all  mv  hopes  the  ground Windham  358 

Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the'skvs y  300 

Christian  !  see  die  orient  morning ^s  Hymns  544 

.  all  ye  saints  of  God ! 

Come  away  to  the  skies (  . 

Conic,  blessed  Spirit,  source  ol  light  1 Beddome  305 

Come,  dearest  Lord  !  descend  and  dwell Watts  310 

Come,  every  pious  hear:  '. •>.  Stennett  311 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  1 Brown  308 

Come,  happy  souls !  approach  your  Cod -   2   - 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  '. Watts  393 

Come,  Holy  Ghost  !  come  from  on  high Re*     - 

Come,  Holy  Spirit  !  calm  my  "mind Burder  366 

Come.  Holy  Spirit  1  come.  .*. Hart  963 

Come.  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove  ! Watts  3G'J 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  oi  the  Lord  '. Kelly  A  'J 

Come,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise Watts  155 

Come,  let  us  anew C.  Wesley  500 

Come,  let  us  gladly  sinur Hatic/d  157 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs II  atts  315 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above C  Wesley  0<>7 

Come,  let  us  join  our  songs  of  praise CampbeL  *a  t     .  358 

Come,  let  us  join  our  s<xils  t*>  God Montgomery  3u0 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes Watts  354 

Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high Watts  500 

Come,  Lord  !  and  warm  each  languid  heart Mrs.  Steele  005 

Come,  my  fond  fluttering  heart  1 Miss  Jane  Taylor  4-J4 

Come,  my  soul  1  thy  ;•:>;:  prepare Yeirron  48vJ 

Come.  0  my  soul !  "in  sacred  lays Blacklock  264 

Come,  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay V, 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  -  -race Heginbotham  -270 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad.. Watts  156 

Come,  thou  almighty  King  ! Alada  n's  Col.  373 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints  ! Mrs.  Steele  313 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing  '.. A'.  A'  .   net  n  4-i 

Come  to  Calv'ry's  holy  mountain H  ntgomery  394 

Come,  trembling  sinner  !  in  whose  breast Edmund  Jones  393 

weary  souls  1  with  sin  distressed Mrs.  Steele  39:2 

Come,  ye  disconsolate  !  where'er  ye  languish Musica  Sacra  4J>9 

Come,  ye  saints  1  look  here  and  wonder Kelly  346 


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Come,  ye  -inn,  :rs  !  heavy  laden Hart  399 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  tear  the  Lord  : G.  Burder  285 

.  j  e  that  love  the  Saviour's  name  ! Mrs.  Steele  312 

Come,  ye  who  love  the  Lord ! Watt*  430 

I  r  all  my  sorrows,  Lord ! Watts  202 

Could  [  £        se,  so  faithless  prove Watts  23-1 

Daugh  awake  from  thy  sadness Fitzgerald  Col    550 

Daughter  of  Zion  !  from  the-  dust  ." Montgomery  537 

David  rejoiced  in  God  his  strength Watts  491 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above Watts  303 

Lear  Father  '.  to  thy  mercy-seat Mrs.  Steele  209 

I  Lefuge  of  my  weary  soul ! Mrs.  Steele  274 

Saviour !  we  are  thine Doddridge  310 

Dear  Saviour  !  when  my  thoughts  recall Mrs.  Steele  407 

Death, — 't  is  a  melancholy  day Watts  593 

Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made Mrs.  Steele  337 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record Watts  119 

Delay  not,  delay  not  O  sinner  !  draw  near Hastings  381 

Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove ! Watts  366 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep Beddome  409 

Do  n<  >t  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  : Doddridge  407 

Dread  Sovereign  :  let  my  evening-sung Watts  560 

Early,  my  God '.  without  delay Watts  109 

LarJi  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long WatU  <  IS 

Encompassed  with  ten  thousand  ills Montgomery  20G 

Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord  ! Humphreys  37^ 

Eternal  God,  celestial  King! Wrangham  lu4 

Eternal  God.  eternal  King  ! March    62 

Eternal  source  of  every  joy  ! Doddridge  572 

Eternal  Spirit.  God  of  truth  ! Pratt's  Cut.  307 

Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess Watts  371 

Eternal  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise Wed  I 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God Watts  .103 

Extol  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high Montgomery    92 

Fair  shines  the  morning-star .Montgomery  552 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss Tamer  458 

Faith  is  the  brightes  Waits  458 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known Watts    94 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world  !  be  gone Watts  507 

Far  from  the  world.  O  Lord  \  I  flee Camper  459 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night Mrs.  Steele  612 

Far  from  thy  fold.  O  God  !  my  feet Tatlock  413 

Far  from  us*  be  grief  and  sadness Kelly  447 

Fast  flow,  my  tears  !  the  cause  is  great W.  Shirley  343 

Father  '.  adored  in  worlds  above Pope's  Col.  485 

Father !  how  wide  thy  glory  shines Watts  282 

Father  :  1  bless  thy  gentle  "hand Watts  194 

Father !  1  long,  1  faint  to  see Watts  616 

r  i  1  sing  thy  wondrous  grace Watts  119 

Father  :  is  not  thy  promise  pledged Gibbons     15 

anal  grace! Montgomery  471 

-  of  glory  !  to  thy  name Watts  374 

Father  of  heaven  !  whose  love  profound Pratt's  Col.  375 

•end Morell  534 

er  of  mercies.  God  of  love  ! 

Father  of  mere  es  '.  in  thy  word Mrs.  Steele  257 

Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace Doddridge  438 

Father  !  whatever  of  earthly  bliss Mrs.  Steele  4d2 


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T  iOE 

Grace,  -i  is  a  charming  sound Doddridge  426 

Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine  ! /.  Stacker  303 

Grunt  me  within  thy  courts  a  place Montgomery    59 

Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift! , Doddridge  370 

Great  Father  of  mankind  ! Doddridge  3JI 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame ! JJoddridgc   107 

Great  God  !  attend  to  my  complaint , Barlow    110' 

Great  God!  attend  while  Zion  sings Watts  l;  3 

Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou Watts  '203 

Great  God  !  indulge  my  humble  claim Watts  J 08 

Great  Cod  !  1  own  thy  sentence  just Watts  583 

Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers Heginbotham  567 

Great  God  !  now  condescend Fellows  496 

Great  Cod  of  nations !  now  to  thee Presb.  Co/.  288 

Great  God !  the  nations  of  the  earth Gibbons  543 

Great  God  !  to  thee  my  evening-song Mrs.  Steele  558 

Great  God  !  to  what  a  glorious  height Watts  359 

Great  God  !  we  sing  that  mighty  hand Doddridge  569 

Great  God  !  what  do  I  see  and  hear Luther  599 

Great  God  !  whose  universal  sway Watts  122 

Great  Is  the  Lord,  his  works  of  might Watts  182 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God Watts    93 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel ! Watts  131 

Great  the  joy  when  Christians  meet G.  Burder  370 

Guide  me,  < »  thou  great  Jehovah  ! T.  Olivers  464. 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews Watts  434 

Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say Watts  212 

Had  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  help Watts  155 

Hail !  gracious  Source  of  every  good  !   Spent  vf  the  Psalms  106 

Hail !  great  Creator  1  wise  and  good Gent.  Mag.  280 

Hail !  morning  known  among  the  blest ! Wardlaw  511 

Hail !  sacred  truth !  whose  piercing  rays Don.  Ev.  Mag.  259 

Hail  the  day  which  sees  him  rise !. C.  Wesley  347 

Hail !  thou  long-expected  Jesus  ! C.  Wesley  290 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed  ! Montgomery  J23 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace  ! Doddridge  361 

Hallelujah  !  praise  the  Lord Hatfield  253 

Hallelujah  ;  raise,  Oh  !  raise Conder  185 

Happy  js  he  who  fears  the  Lord Watts  183 

Happy  soul !  thy  days  are  ending C.   Wesley  578 

Happy  the  church,  thou  sacred  place Watts  520 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign Watts  434 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet Watts     13 

Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound Watts  587 

Hark  !  hark  !  the  gospel-trumpet  sounds Medley  402 

Hark  !  hark !  the  notes  of  joy Reed's  Col.  292 

Hark— my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord Cowper  400 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices Kelly  318 

Hark !  that  shout  of  rapturous  joy Kelly  594 

Hark  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes Doddridge  290 

Hark !  the  herald-angels  sing Wesley  291 

Hark  !  the  judgment-trumpet  sounding Beman  597 

Hark !  the  song  of  jubilee Montgomery  540 

Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy Evans  34 1 

Hark  !  what  celestial  notes Salisburit  Col.  293 

Hark !  what  mean  those  lamentations Cawood  529 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices Cawood  292 

Hasten,  Lord!  the  glorious  time Spirit  of  the  Psalms  124. 

Hasten,  Lord  !  to  my  release Mon  tgomery  12(6 

HasW-,  O  sinner !  to  be  wise rI.  Scott  38J 

Hear,  gracious  God  !  ray  humble  moan Mrs.  Steele  409 


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He?.rkt.n,  L»rl!  lo  my  complaints Montgomery     - '< 

Hear,  Lord  !  the  song  of  praise  ami  prayer I  inapt  r    28 

Hear  me,  0  God !  nor  hide  thy  lace * 

Hear  me,  < )  Lord  I  id  my  distress Montgonu  ry  -J4w 

ay  prayer,  Jehovah  !  hear W, 

Hear,  1 1  Binner!  mercy  hails  you Hi 

Hearts  of  Btone!  relent,  relent C.  West 

Huar  what  <  lod,  the  L«>rd.  hath  spoken Cow\ 

Hear  what  t lie  voice  irom  heaveu  proclaims 

Heaven  has  confirmed  the  dread  decree Doddridge  593 

Heaven  i?  the  land  where  troubles  cease &  Lyrics  <»l  I 

He  dies,  ihe  friend  of  sinners,  dies Watts  340 

He  lives,  ihe  everlasting  God Watts  205 

He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives Mrs.  Steele  300 

Help,  Lord  I  for  men  of  virtue  fail Watts     30 

Heralds  of  creation  !  cry Montgomery  250 

Hen-  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God ! Watts  341 

\U>r>-  cares  and  angry  passions  cease Noel's  Col.  514 

He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns Watts  100 

Here,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God  '. Montgomery  5-22 

He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God Watts  148 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  Lod  ! JVatts    73 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light Raffles  603 

Ho  :  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh C.  Wesley  393 

Hoi     I  Jhost !  dispel  our  sadness Toplady  366 

Holy  Ghost!  with  light  divine Reed  307 

Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King Watts  552 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound Watts  505 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord! Iddison  178 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet Watts  5.4 

How  beautiful  the  sight Montgomery  224 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies Mrs.  Barbauld  578 

How  bright  a  day  was  that  which  saw Bathurst  515 

How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn T.  Hastings  347 

How  charming  is  the  {dace S.  Stennett  519 

How  condescending  and  how  kind Watts  5U4 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear Watt 

How  tar  beyond  our  mortal  sight Epu .  Col.  097 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord ! Ki  nnedy  449 

How  happy  are  the  souls  above Toplady  004 

How  heavy  is  the  night Watts  306 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies Mrs.  Steele  370 

How  honorable  is  the  place Watts  520 

How  honored,  how  dear Cond>:r   130 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine Watts  494 

How  long,  < »  Lord  !  shall  I  complain Watts    31 

How  lonu  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face JVatts     31 

How  lo\  i  |) .  and  how  fair Montgomery  130 

How  ci:.  aJas !  this  wretched  heart Mrs.  stale  41-2 

How  oft  have  -  Satan  strove JVatts  403 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair Watts   133 

How  pleasant  'tis  to  see ! Watts  225 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I Watts  210 

How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace Montgomery  235 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine Faiccett  203 

How  .-;i.l  our  state  by  nature  is Watts  395 

How  Bhail  the  young  secure  thei   hearts Watts  197 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  lite JVav 

How  -hould  the  sons  of  Adam's  race JVatts  283 

How  -weet  and  awful  is  the  place JVatts  506 

How  sweet  and  heavenly  is  the  sight Zicain  435 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound Boirring  304 


700  FIRST  LINES  OF  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 


I'AOK 

How  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest Searle  470 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day Bathursl  585 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay B.  H.  P.  500 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds Yewton  322 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhne Kelly  332 

How  Still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave Scotch  Par.  5&J 

Low  swift  the  torrent  rolls  ! Doddridge  577 

How  vain  a  thought  is  bliss  below Mrs.  Steele  (Li 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies Pratt's  Col.  01 1 

1  ask  not  wealth,  nor  pomp,  nor  power Heginbotham  ASi 

1  hear  thy  word  with  love Watts     4.1 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God Watts     54 

1  love  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries IVatts  l&i 

I  love  the  Lord  ;  his  gracious  ear Mrs.  Steele  Jc'7 

I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word IVatts    43 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord  ! Dwigltt  232 

1  love  to  steal  awhile  away Mrs.  Brown  56 1 

J  saw  beyond  the  tomb. Dwight  J41 

J  send  the  joys  of  earth  away Watts  41li 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face Watts    35 

1  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God Watts  -J75 

I  wailed  patient  lor  the  Lord Watts     80 

I  was  a  traitor  doomed  to  die Watts  305 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord  on  high  ! Watts    63 

1  would  not  live  always  ;  1  ask  not  to  stay Muhlenburgk  017 

If  human  kindness  meets  return Noel  507 

If  God  succeed  not  all  the  cost Watts  21fi 

If  God  to  build  the  house  deny IVatts  210 

I  "11  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day Watts     70 

I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  Watts  -J45 

I  ]U  speak  the  honors  of  my  King Watts    87 

I  'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord Watts  475 

In  all  my  Lord:s  appointed  ways liyland  421 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee Watts  2i0 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight Newton  -115 

In  God's  own  house,  pronounce  his  praise Watts  251 

In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known Watts  J28 

In  mercy,  not  in  wrath,  rebuke .Yewton    23 

Inquire,*ye  pilgrims  !  for  the  way Doddridge  31)0 

in  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid Hawhesworth  557 

In  sweet  exalted  strains B.  Francis    57 

In  thee,  great  God  !  with  songs  of  praise Barlow    45 

In  this  calm,  impressive  hour T.  Hastings  554 

In  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow MadaiSs  Col.  44(5 

in  thy  presence,  we  appear Wontgomt ry  377 

la  time  of  tribulation Montgomery  129 

In  vain  the  erring  world  inquire Mrs.  Steele    21 

In  vain  the  fancy  strives  to  paint Newton  586 

In  /i<»n*s  sacred*  gates D wight  25 1 

Indulgent  Father  !  by  whose  care Lon.  Ev.  Mag.  35(J 

Indulgent  God  !  whose  bounteous  care Gent.  Mag.  5CI 

Indulgent  Sovereign  of  the  skies  ! Doddridge  541 

Infinite  loveliness  is  thine Fawcett  332 

laspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer  ! Toplady    72 

Interval  of  grateful  shade Doddridge  ~06 

Into  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth  ! Watts     04 

Is  '  'ere  ambition  in  my  heart Watts  221 

is  this  the  kind  return.* Wails  454 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand Watts  107 

Jehovah  reigns,  he  dwells  in  light Watts  153 


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;:i H 

or  tribute  bring W.  G 

Jehovah's  praise  sublime Vander  19J 

Jerusalem  :  my  happy  borne D.  i 

\  tall  it  ever  be QregS  333 

demands  the  voice  of  joy • n    Q 

:  hail !  enthroned  in  glory Bakevn 

i  '.  1  come  to  th<  B<  man  4J'.i 

Jesus !  1  love  thy  charming  name Doddridt 

'.  [mmortal  King !  arise Hurdler  .">4! 

lave  taken Montgomery  4.4 

a  invites  lib  -aims Watts  503 

PPofl 

thee CL  H  ferfey  430 

-  ml : C  Wes 

Cennick  3'iO 

scend  thy  throne Watts  1-1 

-.    'iir  Lor  1 !  how  rich  thy  grace ! Doddridge  410 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun Watts  123 

d  high W.  G 

:  thy  face Watt 

:  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend Parkinson's  Set.  409 

thou  everlasting  King! PPattj  505 

I  thy  church  with  longing  eyes Batkurst  545 

Jesus:  thy  rube  of  righteousness. f.   Wesley  314 

re  thy  throne 

Jesue,  who  knows  full  well 

Join  all  the  glorious  nam.- Wati 

Joy  tu  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come Watts  102 

Judge  me,  Lord !  in  righteousness Won  \ 

:  ad  plead  my  cause Barii  "•     -  4 

Ju  Ige  me,  l »  L<»rd !  and  prove  my  ways Wati 

■  rule  the  world  by  laws Watts  105 

Just  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word Watts     37 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things ! Watts  281 

Kindly  ihe  Lord  appeared. . .  . Searie  470 

Kindred  in  Christ  !  for  ids  dear  sake .Yeicton  501 

Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong Watts  ]  18 

Know,  my  s«>ul !  thy  full  salvation Montgomery  425 

Laden  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears Watt     258 

Lamb  of  God  !  whose  bleeding  love C.  Wesley  4Ad 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise WatU 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

Le:  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds Watts  J30 

Let  earthly  minds  the  w.-rld"  pursue Jfewt 

Let  everlasth  wn WatU 

Let  every  creature  j<  >in Watts  247 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend Watts  392 

Let  every  tongue  tl  eak Watts  2-;4 

Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste Watts    34 

Let  others  b  i  si  h<  »w  strong  they  be JVatts  386 

ues  no  more.  ...... Beddo/n-    4  ~ 

:aers  take  their  course WatU 

I---  -  ogsol  praises  till  the  sky T.  CoUerill  371 

Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord! tl'ntts  374 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind Milt 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice Watts  108 

I  l-*  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice Watts    89 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake Doddridge  525 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord Watts  384 

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f02  FUtST  LINES  OF  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 


Lilt  up  lo  (;od  the  voice  of  praise Wardlaw  116 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  lire  ! C.  Jfe*/«  y  481 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling C.  /F<o%  :;2U 

Like  sheep  we  went  .  3  . Watt*  304 

Lo!  be  comes,  in  clouds  descending C.  Wes 

Lo  :  lit-  cometh— countless  trumpets Whitejield's  to/.  505 

Le :  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land C.  Wesley  3e3 

Lo :  the  Lord  Jehovah  liveth ".  w.  Goode    30 

Lo  :  the  Lord,  ihe  mighty  .Saviour H\  Goo 

Lo :  the  mighty  God  appearing w.  Goode    00 

Lo  :  what  a  glorious  corner-stone Watts  191 

Lo  :  what  a  glorious  sight  appears Watts  550 

Lo  :  what  an  entertaining  Bight Walts  223 

Long  as  I  live,  1  '11  bless  "thy  name Watts  243 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound Watts  454 

Look  down,  O  Lord  !  with  pitying  eye Doddridge  490 

Look,  ye  saints  I  the  day  is  breaking". Kelly  551 

Look,  ye  saints  !  the  sight  is  glorious Kelly  352 

Lord  :  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie Brown  40d 

Lord  I  at  thy  table,  we  behold ./.  Stinnett  505 

Lord  :  before  thy  throne  we  bend Bowdk 

Lord  !  for  ever  at  thy  side Montgomery  VSL\ 

Lord :  lor  thy  servant  David's  sake Montgomery  222 

Lord  God  of  my  salvation  ! Lyic  141 

Lord  :  how  secure  my  conscience  was Wai 

Lord  !  1  am  thine,  entirely  thine &  Jjnci.cs  500 

Lord  !  1  am  vile,  conceived  in  sin Watts    07 

Lord  !  I  can  not  let  thee  go JVewton  4  S6 

Lord  !  I  can  .-utter  thy  rebukes ft  atts     23 

Lord  !  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right Watts  198 

Lord  !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice Watts  J  00 

Lord  :  I  look  f< >r  all  to  thee J^ytc    0b" 

Lord  !  I  wiH  bless  thee  all  my  days Watts     (JO 

Lord  :  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress Watts    98 

Lord  !  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults Watts  >4b 

Lord  :  in  the  morning,  thou  shalt  hear fVatts    22 

Lord  I  let  me  know  mine  end Vontgonu  n 

Lord  of  hosts  !  to  thee  we  raise -  -  •  Montgomery  522 

Lord  of  merry  !  just  and  kind W.  Goode     32 

Lord  of  my  lite  !  <  )h  !  may  thy  praise Mrs.  Steele     10 

Lord  of  the  vast  creation  f Buhner  517 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  ! Watts   134 

Lord  :  send  thy  servants  forth '. C.  Wesley  535 

Lord  !  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly Gibbons  5:-s9 

Lord  I  thou  hast  called  thy  grace  to  mind Watts   137 

Lord  .  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry Watts   102 

Lord!  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through Watts  234 

Lord  !  thou  ha-t  seen  my  soul  sincere Watts     37 

Lord  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray Watts    20 

Lord  I  *t  is  a  plea-ant  thing  to  stand. Watts  151 

Lord  !  we  come  before  thee  now Hammond  4~0 

Lord !  we  confess  our  numerous  faults Watts  4-29 

Lord  I  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  oid Watts    85 

Lord  !  what  a  feeble  piece Watts   147 

Lord  !  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace Watts  327 

Lord  !  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  1 Watts   125 

Lord  !  what  a  wretched  land  is  this Watts  453 

Lord  !  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er Watts  237 

Lord  !  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man Watts  241 

Lord  !  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys Mrs.  Steele  2t>l 

Lord  !  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high Watts  1  IS 

Lord    when  we  bend  before  thy  throne PratVs  Col,  464 


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Lord!  I  guilty  souls  retire N    u 

haUelujahi  to  the  Lord N 

divine!  all  lore  excelling I     H 

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Mercj  and  j 

a  thee IL  Jl 

Mine  eyes,  and  my  desire Pfisfl 

Horning  breaks  upon  the  lomb 

M<  >r  als  I  an &  Men 

M\  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  ! Watts  314 

My  dr  H 

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i :  how  endless  la  thy  love 

My  God  !  how  many  arc  thy  fears 

1 :  in  whom  arc  all  the  springs 

-  dope Watts  1-JO 

i !  my  Father !  blissful  name Mr 

1 :  my  King  !  thy  various  praise H    -      24-2 

my  love -  - 

re 

d!  permit  me  not  to  be Watt*  ■,:  I 

My  God  :  permit  my  I  rogue Watts  1 10 



_  of  all  my  joys H  ■■-.<  270 

la  men ...  Watts     75 

My  God  !  thy  sen  ice  well  D 

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My  he  

My  Maker  and  my  King  ! Mrs.  Steele  271 

Mym  .    shall  show Watt 

My  r  •:    -  

My  righteo  is  Judge  !  my  gracious  God! W  u     - 

My  Saviour  and  my  King ! H    ■■■ 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend  ! Watts  121 

My  Shepherd  ia  the  living  Lord 

.    re Hatfield     4!> 

My  Sbepb<  rd  will  supply  my  need 

My  sou] :  be  on  thy  guard. Heat 

My  soul!  c        .  the  day 

.1 :  how  lovely  is  the  place WatU   134 

My  sou] !  repeat  hia  praise WatU   172 

»!  lies  cleavii  a  Wai 

My  soul!  thy  §  Watts  J  73 

il !  triumphant  in  the  Lord Jjoddrirlg-e    48 

Mj  spirit]       -  >ne H    • 

WatU      M 

My  times  of  sorrow  Beddoms  476 

my  heavenly  friend 

Nake  1.  as  from  the  earth  we  came Watts  445 

Nature  with  open  volume  stands Watts  344 

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PAGB 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts Watts  330 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth Watts  37-J 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men Watts  309 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust Watts  187 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord Watts  408 

Not  with  our  mortal  eyes Watts  354 

Now  begin  Ihe  heavenly  theme Langfard  4-J5 

Now  ae  my  heart  inspired  to  sing ti  itts     86 

Now  be  the  gospel-b  inner T.  Hastings  5^9 

N<  >w  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise Watts  33(5 

Now  from  labor  and  from  care T.  Hastings  560 

Now,  gracious  Lord  '.  thine  arm  reveal NewUn  5'68 

Now  I  'ic  convinced  the  Lord  is  kind Watts  1'26 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood Watts  3?5 

Now  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress Watts     4o 

Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart Mrs.  Steele  499 

Now  is  tti"  accepted  time Dobell  4U-J 

Now  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust Watts    75 

Now  let  my  soul,  eternal  King" Heginbotiiam  258 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey Doddridge  357 

Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive Doddridge  52b' 

Now  let  our  faith  with  joy  survey Kelly  530 

Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record Watts     45 

Now  let  our  songs  arise W.  Guode  159 

Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime J.  Boicden  608 

Now  let  our  voices  join Doddridge  417 

Now  living  waters  How Montgomery's  Col.  547 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace Watts    44 

Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid Watts  1 J  5 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song Watts  327 

Now  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know , IVatts  317 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme Watts  4^7 

Now,  to  thy  sacrei  house Dwight     84 

<">  all  ye  nations !  praise  the  Lord Watts  190 

O  city  of  the  Lord  :  begin Logan  55 1 

O  God :  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries Watts  Jul 

O  God  of  Abra'm  !  hear  . .  *. T.  Hastings  497 

U  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand Doddridge  -180 

O  God  of  grace  and' righteousness  ! Watts     19 

O  God  of  mercy !  hear  my  call Watts     99 

O  God  of  sovereign  grace Melrose  540 

O  God :  our  help  in  ages  past Watts  145 

O  God!  thou  art  my  God  alone Montgomery  108 

O  Lord  !  another  day  has  flown H.  K\  White  502 

O  Lord  :  encouraged  by  thy  grace Mrs.  Steele  494 

O  Lord  !  how  infinite  thy  love .Merrick     8i 

O  Lord !  how  many  are  my  foes fl'atts     17 

O  Lord  !  in  sorrow  1  resign Gems  477 

O  Lord  !  my  be?t  desires  fulfill Coicper  470 

O  Lord  !  my  heart  cries  out  for  thee Watts   134 

O  Lord  !  my  Kinur !  how  excellent Montgomery     26 

O  Lord  !  our  God  !  arise War  Maw's  Col.  538 

O  Lord  !  our  heavenly  King  ! Watts     2*> 

O  Lord,  our  Lord  !  how  wondrous  great Watts     25 

O  Lord !  our  Lord!  in  power  divine W.  Goode    25 

O  Lord  !  thy  work  revive T.  Hastings  187 

O  my  soul !  what  means  this  sadness Faiccetl  441 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God ! Montgomery  547 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness  !  arise tillage  Hymns  4s7 

O  thou  God!  who  hearest  prayer  i Condcr  189 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer! Pratt's  Col.  3&i 


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TO'J  FIRST  LINES  OF  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 

PAOI 

Pe  ice  !  't  ia  the  Lord  Jehovah's  hand Doddridge  582 

People  of  the  living  God! Montgomery  415 

IV  rmit  roe,  Lord  !  to  seek  thy  face Mrs.  Steele  269 

PlBasing  spring  again  is  here Coilyir  571 

Plunged  in  a  gull' of  dark  despair Watts  ?07 

Pour  out  thy  Spirit  from  on  high Montgomery  520 

Praise  on  thee,  in  ZioiPs  gales < onder  11-1 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be  paid Watts  270 

Praise  the  Lord— hia  power  confess Wrangham  252 

Praise  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above Tdp.'aiiu  252 

Praise  the  Lord  ; — ye  heavena  !  adore  him Dublin  Col.  240 

Praise  to  God .'  immortal  praise Mrs.  Barbauld  2ti4 

Praise  to  the  Lord  on  high Doddridge  332 

Praise  wails  in  Zion,  Lord  !  for  thee Watts   1 12 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name W.  Ooode  253 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name Watts  220 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  my  heart  shall  join Watts  244 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  't  is  good  to  raise Watts  04.3 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire Montgomery  46 I 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus !  at  thy  feet S.  statin  it  406 

Quiet  Lord !  my  froward  heart Ycicton  '1-20 

Raise  thee,  my  soul !  fly  up  and  run Watts  614 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs Watts  333 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King C.  Weslt  y  3-21 

Rejoice,  ye  righteoua  !  in  the  Lord Watts     G8 

Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high! Watts    51 

Repent !    the  voice  celestial  cries Doddridge  361 

Resi,  from  thy  labor,  rest Montgomery  527 

Return,  my  roving  heart !  return Doddridge  4.V2 

Return,  my  soul !  unto  thy  rest Montgomery   168 

Return,  O  God  of  love  !  return Watts  1 40 

Ret  urn,  O  wanderer  !  now  return Colly er  400 

Return  to  the  guide  of  thy  youth Reed  445 

Rise,  glorious  sun  !  supremely  bright Beddome  304 

Rise,  gracious  God  !  and  shine Pratt's  Col.  5-29 

Rise,  my  soul !  and  stretch  thy  wings Seagrave  428 

Rise,  O  my  soul !  pursue  the  path Needkam  427 

Rock  of  ages :  cleft  lor  me Toplady  330 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean  ! Pratt's  Col.  532 

Safely  through  another  week Keioton  50!) 

Saints  with  pious  zeal  attending Taylor  273 

Salvation  is  for  ever  nigh Watts  138 

Salvation!  Oh  !  the  joyful  sound Watts  417 

Sa\  iour  !  breathe  an  evening-blessing Edmeston  1.50 

Saviour  !  visit  thy  plantation Yi  tctm  401 

Say.  sinner  !  hath  a  voice  within Hyde  389 

Search  my  heart— my  actions  prove Wravgham    57 

Set-,  from  Zion'a  sacred  mountain Kelly  493 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand Doddridge  403 

See  tli'  eternal  Judge  descending Cleland's  Hymns  6G0 

See  the  ransomed  millions  stand Lander  554 

See,  what  a  living  stone Watts  194 

Servant  o(  God  !  well  done Montgomery  527 

Sen  ants  of  God  !  in  joyful  lavs Montgomery  1S5 

Shall  man.  O  God  of  light  and  life Dwight  140 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood Watts  279 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin Watts  457 

Shepherds  !  hail  the  wondrous  slranger L'hn.  Psalmist  891 

Show  pity,  Lord  !  O  Lord !  forgive Watts    CT 


FIRST  LINES  OF  PSALMS    Wl>  HYMNS. 


ir  land,  Jehovah  shine Walls  Llii 



all  the  varying  ne 

i  1  ye  lands  I  with  rapture  sing 

i  II  ye  nations !  to  the  ix>rd H 

.    il  ye  ransom*  rd! D 

-     -  .   jah  :  praise  the  Lord 5 

.  the  Lon  aloud W  ttt  131 

5     -  Fehovah's  name 

i  the  Lord  most  high I 

■:  lands : 

■'■ 



r !  uu  !  why  so  thoug  W 



....  I 

:  .  why  will  ye  die ! C.  Wesley  398 

rs  :  will  you  scorn  the  message, Allen  401 

•  lovely  blooming  flower If 

.    he  light  of  day Epis.  Col.  559 

our  lipa  and  « Watu  472 

gs  of  immortal  praise  belong  .     W  its  181 

.  -  nf  praise  the  .  .    Mi  -'':r  ■■<  • 

f  men  !  behold  from  far 

-  say 

morning  rays  appear Wr 

•  lay  thy  power B.  if. 

all!.." 

.    :    wn B 

Spirit  of  I   ■ 

>f  power  and  might !  behold \fontgonn  ry  546 

:  p  and  bless  the  Lord Vontgonu 

Wc 

hou  insulted  Spirit !  Btay C. 

down,  my  thoughts '.  that  used  to  rise 

bed  on  the  en  ss,         S        or  diea Wrs.  Steele  f>4-2 

Bare  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh Jlfr  I 

.Sure  there  "s  a  righteous  God li'  itts  126 

is  the  last,  the  parting  ray Pr 

; Watt  9  243 

is  the  time  of  spring  .". Qt  is  571 

is  the  work,  my  God  !  my  King Watts   151 

is  the  work.  OLord!. Spirit  of  the  Psalms  151 

iscience,  heave  botharn  443 

the  moments,  rich  in  blessing /;<  itt\   416 

I  was  the  time,  wben  first  I  felt Newt 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song Hartford  Col,  287 

Tench  me  the  measure  of  my  days :  77 

18  wand'rer,  wildly  roving Gems  394 

te Montgomer 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 

The  day  of  wrath— that  dreadful  day 

That  mar  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe ..... 

•  ed  form  now  cold  and  dead "  ■  .  v  I 

Th*  Almighty  ed  high Watts  J60 

/." 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's 

me W 

I  Lord,  my  God  ! Wrox  gkam    71 

Thee  will  1  love,  0  Lord,  my  strength ! Watts    3f> 

The  festal  morn,  my  God  !  is  come .' 1. trriek  2 1U 


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The  giddy  world,  with  fluttering  tongue D wight    01 

The  God  of  love  will  sure  indulge Scott  ~>9l 

The  god  of  nature  and  ci'  grace Muntgoim 

The  haughty  sinners  I  have  seen Watn 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns Kelly  353 

eavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord! 

The  hours  ol  evening  close. .'. Mrs.  Condi  r  564 

The  lvin„r  of  saints, — how  fair  bis  face- 

The  law  In  Moses  came 

The  Lord  appears  my  helper  now Watts  192 

L  \\[  ascends  on  high Waits     17 

The  Lord  descended  from  above Stern  hold    38 

1  he  L<  rd  descending  from  above - 

The  L<  >rd, — how  wondrous  are  his  ways Watts  17  I 

The  Lord  is  come,  the  heavens  proclaim Watts  100 

The  Lord  is  gracious  to  forgive Montgomery  240 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know Montgomery    50 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ! Kelly  340 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Watts  154 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Watts   102 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns Watts  202 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare Iddison    47 

Tl  v  Lord  my  Shepherd  is Watts    48 

The  Lord  ol  -lory  is  my  light Jl'atts     58 

The  Lord  ol  Sabbath  lot  us  praise ft?.  Wesley^  Jr.  515 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims Watt 

The  Lord  our  Uod  is  full  of  might //.  K.  White  283 

The  Lord  shall  come!  the  earth  shall  quake lit 

The  Lord,  the  God  ot*  glory  reigns Mrs    ste<  le  152 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne Watts    95 

The  Lord,  the  Sovereign  King Watts  173 

The  Lord  unto  thy  prayer  attend Wrangham     44 

The  man  is  ever  blest Watts     14 

The  mercies  of  my  liod  and  King Lyte  144 

The  mind  was  formed  to  mount  sublime Mrs.  Steele  444 

The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place Montgomery  342 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee Watts  11 1 

The  praises  of  my  tongue Watts  122 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love Ji'atts  502 

The  promises  I  Biiig Doddridge  281 

The  Saviour  calls— lei  every  e::r Mrs.  Steele  391 

The  Saviour  kindly  calls , Doddridge  495 

-  iviour  .'  <  Hi  :  what  endless  charm-.  .1 Mrs.  Steele  311 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high Iddison     40 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word Cowper  204 

The  spirit  lite  a  peaceful  dove Watts  304 

The  leinpfer  to  my  soul  hath  said Montgomery     IS 

The  voice  of  tree  grace  cries,— Escape  to  the  mountain Thornby  302 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Cowper  303 

There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light Miss  Jane  Taylor  010 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speak- Mrs.   Stt        26] 

There  i<  a  house  not  made  with  hands WaU 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight Wa  I 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace W.  B.  'J'appan  000 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest W.  B.  Tappan  606 

These  glorious  minds.— how  bright  they  shine Watts  017 

They  who  toil  upon  the  deep Montgomery  179 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths.  Lord  '.  we  love Doddridg 

Think,' mighty  God  !  on  feeble  man Watts  144 

This  day  the  Lord  hath  called  his  own Bathurst  516 

This  i-  (he  day  the  Lord  hath  made Watts  193 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love Watts  200 


LINES  OF  PS  1LMS    1ND  HYMNS,  7"!' 


nee  i-  holy  ground 

I's 

.    rl.l  is  i r  from  shore  to  shore 

we  will  not  deplore  thee  . 

n  m\  portion,  0  my  God! /*  '-■■•■ 

art  the  way,  to  thee  alone (•'■  '■ 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest ! H       •   -  5 

:"  true  delight v 

rt! 

7 



i         who  art  enthroned  above 5 

m  bom  iu)  >'  ul  adm  r  -  

.  n  hose  almighty  word 

Thrice  happy  he,  who  slums  the  way U 

happy  man  !  who  rears  the  Lord 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 7 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same 7 

Thru..  ,  eternal  God!    Watts  145 

Throug  ght,  and  danger's  path II.  K.  Wl 

Through  the  day  thy  love 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on* W 

!od,  ih"  etern  fee 

_    >ry,  Lord  !  the  heavens  declare tfo  »tg<mn  rm    4 1 

-  presence,  0  my  God  ! Mrs. 

Thy  1    ^is  I  of  light! Vontgom 

Thy  life  L  read^  my  -  I! S.  £1 

Thy  mercies  nil  the  earth,  0  Lord ! 

Thy  mercy,  my  God  !  is  the  theme  of  my  Bong '.  Stoc  . 

ame, almighty  Lord: * 

.  Lord :  who  irusl  thy  word 

Thy  way,  ( I  God  !  is  in  the  sea/ ;  Vt  285 

Time  is  winging  us  away R%  ri  </»  570 

"Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come H 

b  the  mountains  stand Watts  1 13 

T  is  finished  !  so  the  Saviour  cried >'.  Stemnett  340 

1 1  is  God,  the  Spirit.  leads I 

"Tis  midnight— and  on  Olive's  brow W.  B. 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race Tate  end  Br,: 

To-day — it'  ye  will  hear  his  voice A' 

To  God  address  the  joyful  psalm \  -  162 

To  God  1  cried  with  mournful  voice Watts     2*3 

I  I  lit',  mine  eyes Watts  -207 

I  I  made  my  sorrow-  known 

i,  in  whom  1  trust Watts    50" 

.  the  ever-blessed Watts  17t"> 

To  God,  the  only  wise Watts  305 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes 

crown  of  my  hope Coir; 

now,  Lord  !  i-  thine Doddridge  387 

To  our  almighty  Maker,  clod 

To  our  Con  . 

r  Redeemer's  glorious  name Mrs     - 

To  praise  the  ever-bounteous  Lord Yeedkam  57-2 

To  spend  one  sacred  day Watts  135 

To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light 

To  thee,  great  Source  of  light ! S.  Lj/r 

To  thee,  most  holy  and  most  high Watts   LJ7 

To  thee,  my  Cod  and  Saviour 

To  thee,  my  ('^>d  '.  my  hear:  shall  hnsg V  ■.  .  -  268 

To  thee.  I  >  Lord  !  1  raise  my  cries 

To  the  S      -        Fev«  ssing Batkvrst  377 

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PAGE 

To  thy  pastures,  fair  and  large Men\ck    50 

To  your  Creator,  God Mr6.  Steele  265 

T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord :#. .  Watts  257 

T  was  from  thy  hand,  my  God !  I  came Walts  235 

'T  was  in  the  watches  of  the  night Watts  109 

T  was  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night Watts  502 

United  prayers  ascend  to  Usee Colin  cr  497 

I  rnshaken  as  the  sacred  hill Watts  212 

.1  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! Watts  575 

I '[■  from  my  j outh— may  Israel  say Wat 

Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high Jf'atts  27  8 

Vain  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men U 'atts  459 

Vainly  through  night's  weary  hours Spirit  of  the  Psalms  217 

Wait,  O  my  soul !  thy  Maker's  will Beddomc  474 

W  ake  the  song  of  jubilee Bacon  553 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night Boicring  528 

Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God C.  Wesley  40;i 

Welcome  \  delightful  morn  !  . Hayicard  510 

Welcome,  O  Saviour !  to  my  heart Bourne's  Col.  419 

We  come,  sacred  day  of  rest ! W.  Broicn  513 

Welcome— sweet  day  of  re-t  ! li'ntts  509 

Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer  : Evan.  Mag.  414 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  tbee /.  Wesley  555 

We  love  thee,  Lord  \  and  we  adore Watts     38 

We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies Xeictoa  468 

We  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died Kelly  34:i 

What  are  these  in  bright  array Montgomery  618 

What  are  those  soul-reviving  strains Pratt's  Col.  301 

What  blissful  harmonies  above Mr*.  Conder  621 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring Watts  316 

What  is  lite  V     '  Y  is  but  a  vapor. Kelly  614 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God Watts  J89 

What  sinners  value,  1  resign Watts     35 

What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side Watts  148 

When  all  thy  mercies.  O  my  God! iddison  272 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day Mrs.  Barbauld  517 

When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life Collyi  r  577 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away Mrs.  Steele  591 

When  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste Mrs.  Steele  275 

\\  hen  gathering  clouds  around  1  view Mrs.  Hebcr  357 

When  gloomy  doubts  and  fears Mrs.  Steele  440 

When  God  from  sin's  captivity Montgomery  214 

When  God  in  wrath  shall  come Dicight  ]05 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  Btrong Watts     34 

When  God  revealed  Ids  gracious  name Watts  215 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear Watts  428 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God Conder  477 

When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand Watts  186 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross Watts  315 

When  1  the  holy  grave  survey B.  Wallin  351 

When  Jesus  left  the  throne  of  God Montgomery  495 

Whou  man  grows  bold  in  sin Wafts     74 

When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain H.  K.  li'h  te  293 

When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past Xoel  472 

When  my  cries  ascend  to  thee W.  Goode    52 

When  0  dear  Jesus  !  when  shall  I Cennick  519 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see Montgomery  475 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief Watts  ]07 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death Iddison  596 


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When  shall  the  voice  of  singing Prt  tCs  Co!.  546 

When  -  -  Mr*. 

Wh«  :..  rn  skies /.  .     G 



-  Gilbert  .",7'j 

come 0 

ried  lim Ij-j  lo  re-' 1 

■  ■ 

Wontgonu  ry  232 

• R  ffles  4  i- 

Whcre  shall  Lhe  man  be  found 



or  three  with  sweet  accord. Stennett  485 

.    -  hrong Monti 

Lea  the  fertile  vale Mrs.  Steele  570 

While  I  keep  silence  and  conceal 

"H "hile  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way ...Jfewl 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light Dwigbt  J40 

While  my  Redeemer  "s  near Mrs.  Steele    49 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night Tate  295 

I  .  |  r         dig  Power  ! Miss  H.  M.  William      17ft 

While  through  this  changing  world  we  roam Montgomery  444 

rse,  the  sun Jfewton  147 

Who  are  these  that  come  from  tar Kt 

tie  joys  thai  r:.~e Wat 

r i         ry  213 

Who,  O  Lord  !  whe  Merrick    33 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place /J 

l's  elect  condemn 

Why  did  the  nations  join  to  -lav Wt  • 

Wh\  r 

Why  .  r  ing  friends Wat      582 

•mthee Watt 

,  i )  God  :  thy  people  spurn  V Hatfield  106 

.  ■  -ur  tear-  in  sorrow  flow Cong:  H.  Bo 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King Watt 

Why  should  the  mighty  make  their  boast Bnrloic  100 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die /; 

Why  a  nding T.  Hasting 

Why,  when  storms  around  you  gather § 

Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifli  Doddridg 

!  unfold Spirit  of  the  P 

Will  God  for  ever  cat Wat 

all  my  powers  ;      W 

Wi:h  earnest  longings  .!...' /; 

Witl    -  - Kipp 

With  humble Fawet  It 

>y  we  hail  the  -  Spirit  of  the  1 

With  joy  we  modi  Watt 

With  my  whole  heart  1*11  r  Watt 

With  my  wl  ce Watts  ;-'<il 



Watts  246 

With  .  S.  Stennett  4UI 

Within  thy  house  O  Lord,  our  God ! Con.  E  _     ' 

Worthy  the  Lamb  of  boundless  sway Shirley  355 

Would  you  behold  the  wor  Wat 

Would  yoi  win  a  soul  to  God  '. Hammond  49L' 

Yc  angels  !  who  stand  round  the  throne Jjc  Fleury  331 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth  !  adieu Mrs.  Steele  '307 

Men  lamps  of  heaven  !  farewell Doddrit\_ 


712  FIRST  LINES  OF  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 

?AGX 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm  ! Doddridge  402 

Ye  holy  souls  !  "in  God  rejoice Watts     69 

Ye  humble  souls  !  approach  your  God Mrs.  Steele  266 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord ! Doddridge  4 1 1 

Ye  isles  and  shores  of  every  sea  ! Watts   16 1 

V e  men  and  angels !  witness  now Beddome  50 1 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ ! Voke  53 1 

Ye  mourning  saints  !  whose  streaming  tears Doddridge  585 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth  !  rejoice Watts  i63 

Ye  saints !  your  music  bring Heed  35 1 

Ye  servants  of  God  ! C.   Wesley  154 

Ye  servants  of  th'  almighty  King  ! Watts   184 

Ye  servants  of  the  living  God  ! Bathurst  215 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord  ! Doddridge  468 

Yes— I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God  ! Heginbotham  287 

Yes,  my  native  land  !  I  love'  thee S.  F.  Smith  536 

Ye  sons  of  men  !  a  feeble  race Watts  140 

Ye  sons  of  men  !  with  joy  record Doddridge  242 

Ye  sons  of  pride  !  that  hate  the  just Watts     05 

Yes,  the  Redeemer 's  gone Watts  300 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose Doddridge  340 

Ye  trembling  captives !  hear Prattfs  Col.  538 

Ye  trembling  souls',  dismiss  your  fears Beddome  462 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  !  join Watts  248 

Ye  who  delight  to  serve  the  Lord  ! Watts   186 

Ye,  who  despise  the  Saviour's  grace ! H.  K.   W.  Bcman  384 

Ye,  who  in  his  courts  are  found  ! R.  Hill's  Col.  396 

Ye,  who  obey  th'  immortal  King ! Watts  226 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor  ! Urs.  Steele  396 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints ! Toplady  440 

Zion !  awake,  thy  strength  renew Shrubsole  542 

Zion  stands  with' hills  surrounded.    . . , Kelly  214 


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I  >ne T 

or  earthly  cares  we  leave 

Ah!  whither  should  I  go 

All  people  th.it  on  earth  do  dwell £ 

hty  God,  thy  word  is  cast I  27 

•  delay 

And  dost  thou  Bay,  ••  Ask  what  thou  wilt" 

And  let  this  feeble  body  GUI 

And  most  1  part  with  all  1  hive 

:.  arise 

p 

d  the  weary  traveler  gains N 

I,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares Ni 

.  fountain,  full  of  grace 

ur,  thee  I  love G.  D 

Sudani's  shady  rill // 

'    the  Father  7?.  IF!  I 

'  thou  Traveler  unknown 

Con;  .  youthful  wanderers, .haste  to  the  Saviour 

Complete  in  thee,  no  work  of  mine A.  R.  I 

.  Spirit,  by  whose  aid 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing iV 

E  mercy,  can  there  be 

_.  I.    :  1 

Ere  the  blue  heavens  were  stretched  abroad 

Eternal  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Father,  Son.  and  Holy  Ghost 

Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be <\  u~ 

Forever  with  the  Lord Montgomi 

For  the  mercies  of  the  day B.tpti.<t  A 

Fr.  m  every  stormy  wind  that  Mows Stm 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high 

From  the  table^now  retiring £ 

the  winds  thy  fears Tr.byJ. 



to  God  the  Father  be 

I   hi T.& 

:  my  life,  to  thee  1  call 

-  Ivation,  hear c.  li: .  . 

ivation,  hear  us -7 

>ly  law  transgressed 

od  be  spent 

•  th  d  

713 


714  INDEX  TO   SUPPLEMENT. 

PAGE 

hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus Wingrove  631 

Holy  Father,  hear  my  cry Bonar  626 

Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite 037 

How  gentle  God's  commands Doddridge  662 

If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me C.Wesley  666 

1  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say Bonar  636 

I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus Bonar  035 

1  love  the  Lord,  because  my  voice Row 

I'm  but  a  stranger  here 682 

1  was  a  wandering  sheep Bonar  659 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command C.Wesley  674 

Jesus,  engrave  it  on  my  heart Medley  fc'31 

Jesus,  I  know,  hath  died  forme J.  Wesley  657 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye ft  Wesley  <  4 1 

Jesus,  merciful  and  mild T.Hastings  033 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope ft  Wesley  61  2 

Jesus,  our  best-beloved  friend 07 '2 

Jesus  spreads  his  banner  o'er  us 675 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me ('.  Wesley  653 

Jesus,  thyself  to  us  reveal ft  JH»sfe#  664 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace ft  Wesley  672 

Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea Charlotte,  Elliott  645 

Laboring  and  heavy  laden Rankin  659 

Leader  of  faithful  souls  and  guide..... ft  Wesley  679 

Lo!  God  is  here!  let  us  adore Tersteegeu  625 

Lord!  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee 661 

Lord!  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing Rippon  686 

Lord!  I  believe;  thy  power  I  own Wreford  668 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  bend  thine  ear 678 

Make  haste,  0  man,  to  live Bonar  CIS 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour 686 

Mercy,  0  thou  Son  of  David Newton  647 

Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone 033 

My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by Nelson  681 

My  God,  My  Father,  while  I  stray Chatlotte  Elliott  654 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love ,  ..Doddridge  656 

My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right Doddridge  665 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love Francis  635 

My  Jesus,  as  thou  wilt Schmolk  655 

My  spirit  on  thy  care ILF.Lyte  666 

Near  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand C.Wesley  607 

No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here C.Wesley  642 

Now  remember  thy  Creator S.  Mills  Day  676 

OGod!  how  often  hath  thine  ear W.M.  Bunting  660 

0  God!  we  praise  thee  and  confess Bishop  Patrick  624 

0  Jesus!  King  most  wonderful Lyra  Catholica  636 

0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee Ryland  665 

0  sacred  head,  once  wounded Gerhard,  tr.  by  J.  W.  Alexander  634 

0  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight , J.  Wesley  668 

0  thou  who  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith ToplaMy  046 

Oh!  cease,  my  wandering  soul Muhlenberg  65S 

Oil!  could  I  find  from  day  today Hertford  Select  ion  660 

Oh  !  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God C.Wesley  661 

Oh!  send  thy  light  forth,  and  thy  truth Rouse  684 

Oil!  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire C.Wesley  639 

Oh!  that  the  Comforter  would  come ft  Wesley. {altered)  639 


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Return  and  come  t 

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- 

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Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu 

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While  in  sweet  communior.  : 
.eart  and  co:.-. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJE 


,21   ,45   . 
Abraham. 

S     —  To-day. 
- 
s,  498,4 
Adoption.  106,  215,420,4     ,461 

I    :.    185,327, 
-  v     — Pirmise. 

■ 
. 

s,  a  .  a  .  - 

'.  -    ..  2     ,4 
,373—385 
A    •-  ..   1  " 

Almos      brii 

"    .    -  .       L:\- 
erality. 
Ambit;   ...    H 

70,72;    49,173,2   \  8  :. 
292,295,297,     19,45 

—  <;idrr. 

.    '  - 

175,  "    I 
.  428,  175 

'     \    -.     .  >-    :     . 
412, 

,  529,  5 

-  .    .  .  -:  :. 

l  " 

Being  of  €    I,  40,41,42,9     . 

-.  -     .      -     — 

-  f— Charity. 
s,  438,439,  44 
—  Death. 
.   18 
BethK- 

Bible,       -    -  -    — - 

sa,  211 
—l    irisU 
- 
.    .   -   . 

-U9. 
.  503. 

.... 

73,507 

-—End  of  the 
nicked.' 

-         -  

—  GuUt. 


-.  vn 

.    t  ~ .  - . 

►14,231,5 
Carnal  J      -  5      - 

- 

76,176, 
-     — 
Children,-  ,27    "  -.  ~  .    -  .  130,301, 

3S 

.  196,  395. 
,289—     - 

.    -  .    158,   162,296, 

'. 

A. 

.92,93, 
118, 
i 

-     — J 
f 
Birth.   , 

•     ffl        S     —Ex- 
celt 

-      . 
"     ■.      .    " 

5 

239,  305,  309, 
S7,  504. 

.  25,  - 
"    3 

.    "   .  -  -. 

.      .  ;?3,i&4. 

73,87, 
52,     ' 

- 

15,  a5i. 

3      •   , 

—Atonement. 

I 
"   2 
Diri:       ,86,87,     2,  93.313, 
.      i    i 
] 
45,  52,  53,  73,     -       181, 
-.     " 

-v       ?, 

:.  .  --.  -.  :    . 

a,     . 

■  -    -  '. 

17 

- 

Fullness.  303. 


V 


- 


717 


-    .    -     . 

.  -  .     17. 

Hidi:  - 

Hi: 

Hun. 

:,    and 
Death. 

.  J30,290, 

"    '       595 

-    .  37,  B8, 

i 
Lamb, 

,298,      7,  311. 

.    .    . 
—  :tion. 

Obc  299. 

Offices, 

Pearl  of  sreat  pri :  . 

r,  311. 
Ptlv  22       - 

Proph 

..   ..  . 
.     I 

S 

I,  595. 

.     19,  304, 

-      .        -. 

5     — 
Coatf 


--■     -   . 

i 
Church.  57,  58,  B7,  -  . 
■       3, 

Spirit. 
-. 
-- 
Communion.  196, 
i    " 

J      • 
2 

.  99,  106, 
220,  26S 

-   .     -   . 

Contentment,  — 

—424 

i 

38-      I 

31,  182, 

-".      .  -..     ■    . 

-- 
5 

- 

.     34. 

?,  578,  58a 
Decle:> 
:     an    s,  181,  27     281. 

" .  as 

See—  7V 

Depend-:     s,  303,2 
Depravi    .     i 

-..  -.:.:,. 

127, 

€51. 
.    140. 

142. 

-    -.      f78. 
- .     22— €2 

95,  107,  141,  441. 

&,44   .  443. 

:.    :•:-  :  . 

i,  70,  122. 
.  529. 


718 


INDEX    OF   SUBJECTS. 


End  of  the  wicked,  13, 14, 74, 75, 95, 

102,  125,  126,  127,  141,  156,  GOO. 
End    o'   the    world,    601.      See— 

Christ,  Second  Cominir. 
Enemies,    100,  131,  103°  110,  205, 

217,  238,  240. 
Enmity,  101. 
Espousals,  505. 
Eternity,  383,  446  536,  590. 
Evening,  20,  72,  150.  208,  553—564. 
Evidence  of  grace,  33,  75,  426,  434, 

43*.  406.     See — Conversion. 
Evil  company,  61. 
Example,  427. 
Exhortation,  71,  72,  149,  155,  156, 

247,  380,  397,  393. 
Experience,  203,  416,  427. 
Expostulation,   334,  389,  397,  393 

400. 

Faith,  221,  270,  309,  335,  427,  431, 

457,  453,  172. 
Faithfulness.  See— God.  and  Christ. 
Family  worship,  138,  150. 
Famine,  68,  536. 
Farewell.  436,  586. 
Fears,  31,  201,  440,  443,  462 
Feast.  506. 
Fellowship,  310,  315,  376,  436,  468, 

499. 
Forgiveness,  67,  171, 172  215,  480. 
Fountains,  303,  394,  397,  493. 
Frailty,  77,  79,  145,  147,  172.  241, 

333,  386,  574. 
Freedom,  267.  288. 
Friendship,  224,  225. 
Fruits.  460. 
Funeral,  77,  145, 147,  575,  582,  583. 

589. 

GETBSKtfAMI     333,  339. 

Glorv,  54. 
GOD,  261— 25S. 

All  in  all,  263.  277. 
Almightv,  62,  153,  173,  178, 

279  283. 
Being,  40,' 41,  42,  261. 
Benefactor,  271. 
Care,   24,   69,  164,  165,  174, 

182,  241,  305. 
Communion,    377.      See  — 

Christ. 
Compassion.    169,    170,  176, 

185.  189,  228,  243,  262. 
Condescension,  26,  184,  185, 

166,  262,  272,  278. 
Creator,  69, 167, 205, 223, 262, 

265. 
Defence,  18.  75,  90,  134,  149, 

192,  205,  207,  212,  213. 
Deliverer,  36,  61,  64, 178. 


GOD,  Dominion,   51,  52,  117,   J44 

157,  165.  173,247. 
Eternal,    145,  153    167,  205 

263. 
Faithful,   37,    103,  142,   151, 

171,  172,  175.214,229,244, 

286,  449,  463. 
Father,  65,  108,  189,  27fi. 
Forbearance,   163,  240. 
Glory,  228.  279.  282 
Goodness.  50,  73,  74.  J 13,  134, 

163,  164.  165,  170.  178,  185, 
235.  240,  242,243,244,  245, 
266,  275. 

Grace,  26, 27, 73,  107,  134,170, 

172,228,235  262,266. 
Greatness,  69    143,  242,  243, 

245. 
Guide,  75,  94,  178,  464. 
Help,  31,   145,  155,  187,206, 

568. 
Holy.  279,  . 
Incomprehensible,  230,  284, 

285. 
Judge,  27   28,  96,  161. 
Just,  27,  28,  37,  73,  74,  282. 
Kind,  229,  244. 
Kin-,  28,  38,  62,  89,  104,  154, 

157,  159,  160,  184,208,  262. 
Love,  81,  117,  247,  265.   See- 
Goodness. 
Loving-kindness,  339. 
Majesty,  27.  38,  118,  143,  153, 

154,  164,  186,  264,  276,  283. 
Merciful,  50,  73.  74,  104,.  144, 

175,  176,  177,  189,  229,  230, 

237,  244,  262. 
Omnipresent.  234.  236,  237. 
Omniscient,  68,  234,  235,  236, 

452. 
Portion,  19,  21,  34.  125,  196, 

413. 
Power,  63,  69,  107,  128,  170, 

275   283. 
Presence.  237,  270,  377,  473. 
Providence,  28,  181,  216,  223, 

261,264.  271,272,284. 
Refuge,  18,  27.  30,  37,  58,  «9, 

90,  94,  101,  106,  107,  148, 

274,  463. 
Shepherd,  46.  47,  48.  49,  50. 

131,  155,  493. 
Sovereitm,  61,  127.  132,  134. 

164,  168,  281,  285. 
Supreme,  132,  144,  153,  160, 

164,  137. 
Truth,  74,  104,  105,  463. 
Unchangeable,  167,  169. 
Wisdom,  275,  280. 
Works,  131,228,250,269,280. 
Wrath.   128. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


19 


G  ood  W 
G+enel. 

Bxceilency;   143,   \ 

Fr<-<  i  -  Grace. 

Inv;- 

Meet  .       401. 

.     I,  311. 

116,    159,   223. 
549,   552. 

Tliu::  114.    180. 

■.  544 

Trui:              2  -   538,541. 

.      _  5,421,426 

Evidences. 
tode,  170,  171.  172.  I 
H      21,507 

Guilt,  00.  370.  300.  400.455. 

Ha:  : 

Harvest,  141.  572,  573. 

Health.  17 

Heart,  98.  391,  452.  4.'j0. 

Heath  18,  549 

Heaven.  35,  36,  01.72.  151,2 

-    331.417,443,468,  513 
2—621. 

J 
Hell.  141. 
Her; 

Holiness.  52.54.431,  472. 
Holy  8]  2—372 

'  -    -  -    -      U 
425.     .  176,57 

- 

-    -- 

^3.134. 

-  2,  ::4. 521. 

—  Sanctuary. 
Iliunii  :■■ 

adman,  112. 
; 

II  OLATKT.  34.  131. 

Iuim< 

Inca  rnation .     See —  Ch  ris  t . 
J 

410. 

:   Death 

■ " 
lospiratii  n.  _  ' 

Invitat 

■ 


•     - 
■ 

Jubilee. 
Judgment.  0- 

594,-601. 
Justification.  CO.  67,  198,42 

Kingdom,  121.      See—Ckri 

God. 
Knowledge.  451. 

Latter  i 

Law.  41, 

Liberality.  1«.J.  438,  439,  440. 
Life.  77.  79,  1: 
Light.  • 

Lough.  _  .        .    See- 

ing. 
Lord's  i         _-         \  151,191,  103. 
-510. 
Prayer   485. 
Snpp 
Low  of  the  so 

See—^Jlarm  and  end  of  t'tr  wicked 
Love.  434. 

to   Brethren.  213.  224.^-0. 
Church.  231,  2   _    2 
Christ.  310.  310.  4 
God.  434. 
Man.  434. 
Neighbor.    4 
Lukewarm  ness.  444.  450.  454 
Magistrates.  105.  132.  166. 
Man.  25.  20.  235.  241. 
Mariners.  ITS.  170. 
Martyrs,  617. 
Mediation.     See — Christ. 
Meditation.  1(  U    7,2  2. 
'    472 

[510. 
Mercy--.  269,  274.400.410. 

.Merit's.  405,  U 
Messiah.  124.  222 
Millennium.  5L7.  539,  544. 
Ministr-.  524 — 5  -7. 
Mirac".' 

Missionary.  531.  532. 
Missionary  meeting.  53  . 
Missions.  52S — 530. 
Mornir;_-.  17,18,  19,  21.  170.  23S, 

554— 
Morning  or  Evening.  564—1 

V  461. 
Mountains.  475. 

Myster 

Nation.  4 

Natmtj  irisf. 


r2o 


INDK3    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Mature,  39,  40,41,  42,  280. 
New  birth,  370,  371,  372,413. 
New  year,  147,  506, 567,  568,  509. 
Night,  109. 

Obedience,  155,  156,  190, 420  459. 

Offers.     See— Gospel. 

Old  age,  120,  121,  449. 

One  thing  needful,  32  . 

<  Oppressors,  30,  103. 

Ordinances,  493—508. 

( Ordinations.     See — Ministry. 

Original  sin.     See — Depravity. 

Orphans,  29,  58,  59. 

Pardon,  54.  07.  2ia 

Parents.     See — Baptism*  Children, 

and  Infants. 
Parting  of  friends.  436,  437. 
Pastor,  525,  526  ;  Death  of,  520,  5-27. 
Pastures,  40,  47,  50. 
Patterns,  407. 
Peace,  37,  124,435. 
Penitence,  97,  405,  407,  408.        [-217. 
Persecution,  24,   100.  MI,  103,  110, 
Perseverance,  70,  103,  134,  136,  142, 
17!,  206,  305,  430,  442,  449,401, 
462,  463. 
Pestilence,  148,  149. 
Pilgrim,  77,   108,  109,  109,300,417, 
416,  428,  433,  444,  440,  447,  451, 
4.1:5.  404,  482,  518,  5-."). 
Pity,  43d.     Sec — Charity  and   Sym- 
pathy. 
Pleading,  32.  54,  50,  70.  84,  97.  98, 
99,    100,    128,    141.    140,    170,  -200, 
201,211,  239,  482,  486. 
Pleasures,  12.1,  394,  417,  451. 
Poor,  81.     See — Charity. 
Portion.  428. 

Praise,  43,  1 11,  11 2,  114, 154,155.150, 

1.17,    104,    166,    171,    172, 

182,    184,    190,   191,   227, 

22  ■.    233,    244.  247,    248, 

249.  2.11.  252.  253,  270. 

to  Christ,  73,  91,92,  114,  121, 

159,  300,  312,  313,  315, 

310,  30.1.  35.1.  514. 

Rod,  •',:{.  70,  71,  72,  104, 

11.1.    110,   10-.  151,  152, 

30.1.  :,74. 
Trinitv,  27,  074.  07.).  022 

—026. 
Praver.  29,  43,  00,  120,  141,  108, 187, 

:?,%,4,  478—480. 
Preaching.      Sec — Ministry. 
Predestination,  449,  403. 
Pride,   127. 
Probation.  0-0. 
Prodigal,  422. 
Profession,  498,  500,  501. 


Promised   land,  70,  423,  0O-2,   >'.i>6, 

010.  Oil,  012,  613. 
Promises,  199,  -279, 281 ,  280, 4 19.  J  0. 
Prophecy,  257,  542. 

/.  491. 
Protection,  11.1,  149,  205,207.  212, 

217,233,238,430. 
Providence,  68,  115,  217,201,  -04, 

271,  272,  -2-4. 
Punishment,   105,  125. 
Purity,  31,  52,  435. 
Purposes,  284,  530. 

Race,  420.  432. 
Rebukes,  23. 
Recollections,  4G4,  405. 
Reconciliation.     Sec—  Conversion. 
Recovery,  (53.  04,  171,  172,  !-  - 
Redeeming  love,  425.  47o. 

Redemption,  2.1,  430. 
Refuge,  30.     See— God. 
Regeneration,  370,  371,  372,  413. 
Rejoicing  in  God,  48,  110,  163,  205, 

276,  400. 
Remembrance,  36,83,86,  MR.  129, 

1-7,  20.1,  .5)7.  5    -. 
Repentance,  55,  97,  381,  405,    111. 

See — Contrition. 
Reproach,  474. 
Request,  58. 

Resignation,  221,445.  472.  477,  47H 
Resolutions,  202,303,  421. 
Rest,    188,  302,  447,  40-,  512,  .113. 

Sec — Heaven. 
Resurrection.  34,  35,  95,   140,   144, 

490,512,  588,  592,  500. 
Retirement,  274,  459. 
Revelation,  39,  41.  42,  257— -JOo 
Revival,  137, 108.  214,370,  1X7— 4*0, 
Rewards,  144,  149,  401.  [537. 

Riches,  107,  307. 
Righteous,  13,  14,  30.  ion.  .178. 
Righteousness,  30.  431. 
Rising  to  God,  428,431,  432. 
Rivers,  47,  90,  91. 
Robe.  431. 
Rock,  37,  38,  GO,  82,  107,  336. 

Sabbath,    135,    151,   152,  209,  210, 

500,  510.     See — Lord's  day. 
Sacraments.     See — Ordinances. 
Safety,  89,  93,   107,  149,    178,   205, 

207,  212,  213. 
Saints,  70.  145.  10.1.  222,  449. 
Salvation.  33,  70,  115.  13-,  417. 
Sanc'.ilication,   151,  307,  401. 
Sanctuary,   59,    134,  152,  100,  208, 

210,  500,   514,  519—523.      See  ■ 

House  of  God. 
Satan,  32. 
Saturday,  503. 


INDEX    Or    8U8JECT8. 


721 


7,  411. 

6 

-God. 
Spirit. 

8 

Subraisa    :..   38,  21   , 

Summei 

5 

s 

[440. 
435,  438,  439, 

Tabor. 

.  368. 

Time,  575.     See —  Year. 


141,  15.%  156,  157,  3-5. 

-  .  441. 

19,  446, 

Faith. 
£8,  4.34. 

'.  136,  437,  46d. 
.  33. 

Vast: 

Vineyard,  131. 
.  443. 

-   .  501. 

i  on  God,  58.  59,  211,  llv, 

465. 
Wanderings,  412,  422 

.  ,09,474. 
arm. 

93,  399. 
.  488 

Wicked,  13,  14.  30.  100,  105. 
.  246,  570. 

-  ^rnptures. 

,  World.  420,  424, 

447,  45 
•  Worshin.  54.  94,  133.  134.  143,  15L 
•    273,  509. 

Vear,  566-574. 
Yoke.  194. 

■.  385,  403,  423, 
501. 

- 130 

94,  112,  1-27.  138,  139, 
231,  232,  -233, 
191,  5M,  541, 
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Adoration.  624,  629. 
Ark  of  Salvation,  658. 
Assurance,  657,  658. 

Baptism  of  fire,  639. 

Blessing  on  the  word,  sought,  627. 

Blind  Bartimeus.  647. 

Burdens  cast  on  God,  652, 654, 665,666. 

Christ,  628-637. 

Adored.  629, 631, 633, 635, 636. 

A  friend,  628. 

A  guide.  630. 

A  refuge,  646,  648. 

At  the  table,  674,  675. 

Chosen.  647,  656. 

Divinity  of.  62S.  629. 

Needful,  631. 

Onlv.  632. 

On  the  cross.  634.  642.  643. 

Our  all.  633,  635,  636,  647, 653, 
657. 

Our  intercessor,  64S. 

Our  pattern,  634,  635,  661. 

Our  shepherd,  659. 

Patience  of.  634. 

Sanctification  in,  630. 

Sought  in  distress,  644.  645. 

The  King,  636. 
Comforter,  the  Spirit  the,  637. 
Complete  in  Christ.  657. 
Consecration  to  God,  663,  665. 
Consolation  in  sickness,  651. 
Contrite  heart  sought,  661. 
Conversion.  644-650. 
Cross,  bearing,  633. 

Christ  on.  634,  643 
Invitation  from  the,  641. 
Crowns  cast  at  Jesus'  feet,  623. 

Death,  a  sleep  in  Jesus,  679. 

eternal.  642. 
Declension  lamented,  651. 
Dismissions,  686. 
Divinitv  of  Christ,  628. 
Doxologit-s,  687-691. 

EVENING  service,  close  of.  627. 

Faith  sought.  668. 


Fearful  encouraged,  671. 
Fellowship  in  Christ,  672. 
Forgiveness  in  Christ,  630,  631,  632, 

6:34,  635. 
Friend.  Christ  a,  628. 

God,  omnipresent,  665. 

Our  all,  667. 

Our  friend,  652. 

Our  leader,  670. 

Our  shepherd,  684. 

Our  trust,  684. 

Praised  and  adored,  624,  626. 

Present  in  his  house,  625. 

Sought  in  affliction,  650. 

Sought  in  his  house,  623. 
God's  covenant  sure,  656 
Goodness  of  God,  624. 
Grace,  in  Jesus,  631. 
for  sinners,  656 

Heaven  anticipated,  671,  680-683. 
Holiness  sought,  660,  661,  663,  664, 

66S. 
Holy  Ghost.     See—Spirit 
How  much  we  owe,  669. 

Intercession,  of  Christ,  648. 
Invitation,  to  the  sinner,  640-643. 

Jesus.     See—C?irist. 
Joy,  in  Christ,  635,  636. 
God,  666. 

Labor  for  Christ,  672,  673. 
Laborers,  praver  for  the  increase  of, 

678. 
Liberty  of  the  sons  of  God,  666. 
Life  a  pilgrimage,  679-682. 
Living,  to  Christ,  665. 

with  a  purpose,  673. 
Lord's  Supper,  674,  675. 

Majesty  of  God,  624. 

Mercy  for  the  vilest,  649. 

Mercy-seat,  650. 

Ministers,  prayer  for  increase  of  678 

Narrow  way,  648. 

Nation,  prayer  for  the,  677- 


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Nearness  to  God,  660. 
Needful.  Jesus  the  one  thii 

Ordinal. 

Pardon  offered, 

ght,  643.  644. 
Peace  in 

to  the  Borrowing,  642. 
Penit' : 

Pray. 
Pilgrimage,  life    ,679-682 

To  the  Trinit 

For  laborers,  S78. 
For  the  nati 
In  trouble.  650,  667. 
Of  publican,  649. 
Wrestling, 
Presence  of  God,    - 

[LIATIOH  sought,  667 
ion,  654.  655. 

■'.  666. 
■d.  659. 
Becoming 

Sabbath,  God's  influences  invoked  in, 
623. 

Close  of.  627. 
Sanctification  inChr:- 

Hy  the  Spirit 
Sanctuary,  God  sought  in,  62 

>,  645, 648. 


Self-knowledge  sought,  643. 
Sinner*  inril 

.Social  dedication  to  God.  672. 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross,  870,  671. 

Sowing  the  seed.  673. 
Spirit.  A  fire.  639. 

'  Holv.  637-639. 

Invoked,  638,  639. 

Inviting  us.  640. 

Sanctifier,  637,  639 

The  Comforter.  637.  > 

The  Creator,  638. 

The  witness  of  sought,  638, 
639. 
Spread  of  th^  gospel,  677,  678. 
Sufferer,  consolations  of  the,  651. 

Time  flying,  673. 
To-day,  the  call.  641. 
Trinity,  invoked.  626. 

praised,  625,  626, 

Trust,  for  time  and  eternity.  657,  60S. 
in  suffering.  651. 
in  trouble,  654,  655.  670,  671. 

Wandep.fr  reclaimed.  659. 
Witness  of  the  Spirit.  638,  639. 
Word.  God's,  seed  sown  as,  627. 
World  disdained.  635. 

renounced.  647.  656. 
Worship,  commencement  of  public, 
23,  625. 

.i.  627.  686. 
Wrestling  Jacob,  663. 

Yielding  to  God,  646. 
Youth  invited.  676. 


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